Rooter Bong

Call Rooter Bong, that’s the name, and away go troubles down the… uh… what do you call that… thing? where it’s like the water just… goes away… like… whoa.

The people next door are getting some kind of plumbing work done. Hourly rates are the lowest in the city, but they take a long time. Funny, though, it doesn’t seem that long afterwards.

The difference in hourly rates is made up for by the expenses. Because beef jerky, chips, cookies, and pizza ain’t cheap.

And is it just me, or does “Rooter Bong” sound like the name of a chirpy sidekick character in an Indian animated kids series?

3 thoughts on “Rooter Bong”

  1. Well, “Chuck” does not sound like the name of a chirpy sidekick character in an Indian animated kids series, so it must not be you.

  2. BOOM! You know, Matt, I only worked with you for less than two years and I still can’t hear someone say “Is it just me…?” without wanting to make a come-back like that. Plus, that’s Mr. Chuck to you.

  3. I’m still trying to come up with the ultimate version of the “That’s Mr…” line. My favorite so far is “That’s Mr. Mister Mister to you” while talking about the band…

    The really scary thing is we worked together for only about 6 months!

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