Leo watched, breath held, as the remaining water in the bowl spun in a lazy, triumphant vortex. It didn’t rise. It fell. Slowly, peacefully, the water level dropped to its normal, innocent half-inch.
“I am a wizard,” he said to the silence. unclog toilet with vinegar and baking soda
It was 11:47 on a Tuesday night, and Leo was convinced the universe had a personal vendetta against him. Leo watched, breath held, as the remaining water
Step one was a prayer: bail out some water. Leo used an old yogurt tub, his face a mask of grim determination as he scooped the murky liquid into a bucket. It took five scoops to lower the water level to a manageable depth. innocent half-inch. “I am a wizard
Then, the volcano.