Saw some D&D pictures of some acquaintances on Facebook. Heaved a sigh of relief and mentally patted myself on the back for having not stepped into that profession for even a nanosecond. Or I would be looking like my 16-year-old faux pas self, except 10 years older in actual age and 20 years older in looks. Probably 30 years older in mental age.

As of now, my mental age may be possibly be overwhemingly immature. But ah well... at least I have lots of nice shoes.

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Saving water can be a hazard. Sometimes there would be pails of water sitting around the bathroom and I would use those instead of flushing for small businesses.

So there was one filled with water tinted black with fabric colour that has run off and I happily tossed the whole pail into the bowl.

There was a loud gulp at the end and by the time I went Argh! and saw the tail end of something black going in, it was too late.

Six to eight pairs of the brother's socks, apparently. Amazing. The bowl is not even clogged.

Luckily it's nothing belonging to the mother.