Or, they find the Virgin Mary in their grilled cheese. Or, the Pope’s mitre in a bag of Doritos. And then, they sell the item on eBay at a ridiculous amount of cash to whomever absolutely has to have religious foodstuffs for whatever reason. I’m not here to judge.
I am here to announce that at some point, a slab of plaster from my Dining Room ceiling will be up for grabs. Because of this awesomeness that was the result of a leaky toilet (we hope at least it was only a leaky toilet)…
Two of my well meaning friends, who always encourage me to find the glass half-full, struck again on Facebook when I posted the picture of my woe.
Who knew toilet water would beat out exploding hard boiled eggs? Or that the Virgin Mother would appear to us in her unmentionables?