Bests & Worsts Reviews from Amazon

My uncle came over for dinner a few weeks ago. My bride was making pork vindaloo and he always said he liked it spicy. My mom said that meant he had a penchant for Mexican women. It makes sense because he’s been detained in Tijuana a bunch of times and may have been in jail there for part of the 90’s. I was told it was for “hot wirin up a sweet freakin Honda” but I think it had to do more with the mail order bride pyramid scheme he was involved with. So anyways he swings by for a plate of the vindaloo. It was delicious. After dinner we kicked back and had a nice glass of s’mores flavored schnapps and then it happened. That vindaloo ran through him like a hot knife through butter. He made a b line for the john and let it all ride. It sounded like the Hindenburg crashing. I think o heard my mom say OH THE HUMANITY. He pops his head out a few minutes later and says he clogged it. We tried plunging that toilet bowl full of chili for hours but nothing worked. I think I got a hernia from plunging so hard. I ended up ordering this toilet auger and it arrived the next day. One turn of the handle and that toilet bowl of French onion soup with a side of toilet paper was gone like the wind. What a life saver. Thank you little toilet buddy!