i know more about shitters today than i did 48 hours hours ago. a lot more. fill valves, flush valves, flexi hose, ring seals … you probably don’t even know what those are do you? i didn’t either. now, after helping the old man manipulate the two in-house shitters over the last 48 hours, i can say with confidence that i will never, ever, fear another shitter. sprinkler systems, neither. the casper’s are not particularly handy people, but we’re dangerously determined. what might take others two hours takes us two days, and we might have it so fucked up at the end that the professionals won’t even touch it. but sometimes, we get lucky.
big kev is in dallas for work. gonna be here for two weeks. i, however … five short days. so i gotsa run big kev down quick.
contact with the outside world is imminent.
goodbye, cruel shitter tank.
hello, old life.
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Big Kev’s in town? Now that’s a man who knows how to fix a shitter. Tell him I want my money back for those pictures.
you’re also talking about a man who chooses housing based on the shitters. seriously. i’ve seen him turn down a rental because there was “no place to put my coffee” next to the shitter. guy’s an animal.
i’ll pass on the word.