squirter

When we moved in, our kitchen left a lot to be desired. There was a carpenter-ant swarm in one of the cupboards, and a hole in our sink housing where a squirter hose was supposed to go. They took care of the carpenter ants (killing our cat in the process), but the hole remained squirter-less until eight months ago. The faucet died and our landlord's handyman inspected the adjacent emptiness.

“Want me to get a squirter, too?”

I didn't know what he meant at first but said, “sure.”

He came back with a new faucet and a silver tube with a squirt-shower attachment, which worked that day and then never again… until today, 7/7/07, when I put a clean cutting board behind the faucet, pushing in the handle of the squirter, and spraying myself in the boob.

So ain't it just my lucky day? Time to change my shirt! Oh Monstrooooooo…

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