“I am a god.”
His reply came five minutes later: Use a plunger. unblock a toilet with a plunger
Sarah froze. The bowl was empty. Then, from somewhere in the plumbing, a triumphant glug-gug-gug-gug echoed, and fresh water rose to its normal level, clear and calm. “I am a god
She didn’t even look at it. She just flushed the toilet one more time, watched it drain perfectly, and whispered to the empty bathroom: from somewhere in the plumbing
Then she washed her hands for a full thirty seconds and went to bed, leaving the plunger where it stood—victorious, dripping, and waiting for the next time someone believed the words “flushable wipe.”