I don’t want to take a shower. But I should. I think I don’t want to take one because my apartment is a big disaster at the moment and who wants to shower in a pigsty, you know? That, and my drain is really slow-moving, no matter how much Drano and crap I pour down it. And I hate showering in standing water. Maybe when I’m rich I’ll have one of those bathrooms where one whole end is a big shower with hundreds of jets and waterfalls and things, without any doors. And I could shower in the candlelight and listen to pretty music.
And monkeys might fly out of my butt.
Whew! Then you WILL need a shower. 
As long as we’re wishing here, I’d like Billy Boyd to give me daily backrubs.
Here’s what you do. Clean up your place. I don’t care if you don’t feel like it, just do it! When you’re all dirty from your exertions, take a shower. Then both you and your apartment will be all clean.
Hey Qazzz,
Try this: Unscrew that little overflow/stopper control thingy for your tub. Sometimes that things got stuff all over it or its not adjusted right.
If thats not it THEN (before you put it back) stuff the end of a wet rag into the hole where the overflow thingy goes. Hold the rag there to create a seal, fill the tub a little and then at the same time plunge your ass off on the drain (or hold the rag while someone else does.)
That usually works but beware, on rare occasions IF it’s an old lead line there’s a chance you could blow a giant hole in it. (but like I said, that rarely happens.
Uh, …or call the maintanace squad and have them fix it.
Try plunging the drain vigorously for 2-4 minutes with about a foot of water in the tub and with the bell of the plunger seated right over the drain hole.
I call Han Solo and a REALLY big box of chocolates!!
BuckleberryFerry I just came by way of Nitek’s existential angst thread, and the aggregate effect of your posts made me… you know… um… laugh.
Hard.
Correllian smugglers and bon-bons seem like an unlikely pairing to me.
I guess I’m just a Princess-Leia-and-an-indoor-swing kinda guy.
Try pouring pot after pot of boiling water down the drain.
This is the only thing that worked for me after a bottle of Drano and an hour of plunging.
It may take several runs, but hopefully the heat will melt all that lovely goop in your pipes.
[Homer]
So, … you’re a Cologne kind of guy too?
[/Homer]
After this and the monkeys, you may never walk again.
But hey, with the resulting wheelchair, you won’t be standing in the water anymore! Problem solved.
Just don’t forget me when you’re making the invitations to your Doper-Bath-a-thon.
Hey, did I or did I not sleep soundly due to the thoughts of Han and chocolates?
I did.
[Bart]
I wash myself with a rag on a stick. Hyuck, hyuck, hyuck.
[/Bart]
I hate showering because…well, I love showering once I’m showering. But I hate having to commit the time to taking a shower. Wow. That makes me sound really, really lazy.
The boiling water idea is a good one. Just don’t be standing in the shower at the time. Nothing worse than scalded feet.
You know, Quazz, you could always just do what my dog did earlier and make people chase you around the house in order to get you in the shower. That would be fun!