Don't Flush After Dark!

Dr. Frankenstein: “Throw the third switch!”

Igor: “Not the THIRD switch, master!”

Dr. Frankenstein: “Throw it!”

Igor (shrugs): “OK”

Electrical panel explodes

Dr. Frankenstein: “Damn your eyes!”

Igor (looking popeyed at camera): “Too late!”

Heh heh - got me a new sig line…

The just had to go and replace their perfectly good steam driven light switches with those obnoxious, clanky, exhaust-spewing diesel models

Hummmm, I had the same downstairs neighbor. She once asked me if I had a Great Dane. Said it sounded like horses running around.
In reality it was three 10 week old kittens.

Okey, dokey. I can die happy. Surely now I’ve heard it all.

That’s why at my house, when they start running back and forth, it’s called “Elephant Races.”

I wonder if it was one of those push button old style light switches- anyone know what I mean? My gramma used to have them, and you could hear them loudly from floor to floor, like a loud SNAP. Weird, though.