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		<title>By: Holy Schmidt! - Melanie</title>
		<link>http://blurbomat.com/archives/2006/04/18/worst-case-scenario/#comment-1857</link>
		<dc:creator>Holy Schmidt! - Melanie</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 27 Apr 2006 19:22:56 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>When I was in 6th grade, we were having a Halloween party.  It was raining.  Hard.  All of a sudden, the bathroom toilet began to gurgle.  Next thing we know it started backing up.  The entrie neigborhood's sewer system backed up into my parents 3000sqft home.  

The city said it was my parents fault for "buying a corner lot".  

It's happened 5 times since then.  I hate that house.
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		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>When I was in 6th grade, we were having a Halloween party.  It was raining.  Hard.  All of a sudden, the bathroom toilet began to gurgle.  Next thing we know it started backing up.  The entrie neigborhood&#8217;s sewer system backed up into my parents 3000sqft home.  </p>
<p>The city said it was my parents fault for &#8220;buying a corner lot&#8221;.  </p>
<p>It&#8217;s happened 5 times since then.  I hate that house.</p>
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		<title>By: yeah</title>
		<link>http://blurbomat.com/archives/2006/04/18/worst-case-scenario/#comment-1856</link>
		<dc:creator>yeah</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 27 Apr 2006 00:54:17 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>so i know it's not funny, because i know this situation is really NOT funny, but i can't help but laugh! and i'm allowed to laugh because i had to go through something similar. except, i'm not married, i live with my 2 sisters, we have never been home owners before and we are REALLY really girly. so we came home to what looked sort of like your pictures, but worse. it was like shit exploded in the worst possible way. it was all over the floors, all in the shower, on the walls!!and seeped out of the bathroom into the carpeted room that it was connected to. i know it's not shit, but it sure damn looks like it and it's coming out of the toilet! how can you not have that association? anyways, we ran a cable through and the poor guy found the most disgusting stuff. he went to my sister and showed her this huge brown blob the size of his entire hand. do you know what it was? no, DO YOU KNOW WHAT IT WAS? it was a tampon that had expanded! so so disgusting. i am forever traumatized and am sort of harboring a bit of resentment for owning a home. and, i can't help it - now that the bathroom is clean, the carpet is shampooed, i still call the room the "poo room" and i don't think i can ever let one go.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>so i know it&#8217;s not funny, because i know this situation is really NOT funny, but i can&#8217;t help but laugh! and i&#8217;m allowed to laugh because i had to go through something similar. except, i&#8217;m not married, i live with my 2 sisters, we have never been home owners before and we are REALLY really girly. so we came home to what looked sort of like your pictures, but worse. it was like shit exploded in the worst possible way. it was all over the floors, all in the shower, on the walls!!and seeped out of the bathroom into the carpeted room that it was connected to. i know it&#8217;s not shit, but it sure damn looks like it and it&#8217;s coming out of the toilet! how can you not have that association? anyways, we ran a cable through and the poor guy found the most disgusting stuff. he went to my sister and showed her this huge brown blob the size of his entire hand. do you know what it was? no, DO YOU KNOW WHAT IT WAS? it was a tampon that had expanded! so so disgusting. i am forever traumatized and am sort of harboring a bit of resentment for owning a home. and, i can&#8217;t help it - now that the bathroom is clean, the carpet is shampooed, i still call the room the &#8220;poo room&#8221; and i don&#8217;t think i can ever let one go.</p>
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		<title>By: wrensuicide</title>
		<link>http://blurbomat.com/archives/2006/04/18/worst-case-scenario/#comment-1855</link>
		<dc:creator>wrensuicide</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 24 Apr 2006 15:14:41 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Weak.  I guess you can always consider it an investment.  If you decide to sell the house you can say "It's got a remodeled kitchen and a new sewer line!"</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Weak.  I guess you can always consider it an investment.  If you decide to sell the house you can say &#8220;It&#8217;s got a remodeled kitchen and a new sewer line!&#8221;</p>
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		<title>By: stepblog</title>
		<link>http://blurbomat.com/archives/2006/04/18/worst-case-scenario/#comment-1854</link>
		<dc:creator>stepblog</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 21 Apr 2006 21:25:18 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Dude, that shit-like substance in the pictures is shit, that's what "sludge" is. There might be dirt mixed in but it's still shit. Plumbers and sewer people call it sludge so we'll feel better. I once went on a girls' weekend to Vieques, Puerto Rico, where we (I) managed to stop up the toilets with tampons. The  plumber's solution was to TAKE THE TOILETS AWAY. He said we could shit at the hotel up the road, but it was like two miles away so we ended up shitting in the yard like dogs. It's times like those that reveal how much we take for granted...</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Dude, that shit-like substance in the pictures is shit, that&#8217;s what &#8220;sludge&#8221; is. There might be dirt mixed in but it&#8217;s still shit. Plumbers and sewer people call it sludge so we&#8217;ll feel better. I once went on a girls&#8217; weekend to Vieques, Puerto Rico, where we (I) managed to stop up the toilets with tampons. The  plumber&#8217;s solution was to TAKE THE TOILETS AWAY. He said we could shit at the hotel up the road, but it was like two miles away so we ended up shitting in the yard like dogs. It&#8217;s times like those that reveal how much we take for granted&#8230;</p>
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		<title>By: wendyboswell</title>
		<link>http://blurbomat.com/archives/2006/04/18/worst-case-scenario/#comment-1853</link>
		<dc:creator>wendyboswell</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 21 Apr 2006 21:08:40 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Root canals. 

Sewage.



It's like the Perfect Storm.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Root canals. </p>
<p>Sewage.</p>
<p>It&#8217;s like the Perfect Storm.</p>
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		<title>By: Rhome</title>
		<link>http://blurbomat.com/archives/2006/04/18/worst-case-scenario/#comment-1852</link>
		<dc:creator>Rhome</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 21 Apr 2006 19:27:38 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I'm glad that the haters are quiet right now because if there was ever a scenario that justified the revenue generating initiatives of the blurbodoocery it would be this one.

this is what's called Real Life. I hope your diligent work and planning and general good karma bring about a good outcome.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I&#8217;m glad that the haters are quiet right now because if there was ever a scenario that justified the revenue generating initiatives of the blurbodoocery it would be this one.</p>
<p>this is what&#8217;s called Real Life. I hope your diligent work and planning and general good karma bring about a good outcome.</p>
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		<title>By: JohnO</title>
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		<dc:creator>JohnO</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 21 Apr 2006 16:25:26 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I can really relate to your troubles.  Some years ago when I was living the true bachelor life(I lived with four single females in a five bedroom "rustic" house.  Being the only male in the house I was never surprised to get a ring on my cell phone from a frantic roomie that couldn't seem to figure out how to fix something.  Or so I thought I would never be surprised.  One day when I was at work I recieved a call from all four frantic roomates screaming that our basement was "flooding".  Interestingly enough, the basement was watertight.  It never leaked once!  Well I hurried home because I was worried about the exposed wiring in the basement combining with the electricity to cause a much larger problem.  When I got there i found six inches of "rain water" as the city called it.  In the center of our basement was a three inch drain spout that allowed for any time water was spilled in the basement.  Theoritically it would just dump that water into the cities sewer system.  Apparently if it rains a lot this sewage pipe backs up into our basement.  Rain water my arse.  I actually saw things floating in that water.  The only upside was that it was in the winter and the stench was kept minimal.  Also we were put up in a hotel for the three days it took to pump out our basement.  As a result our landlord had that drain pipe disconnected.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I can really relate to your troubles.  Some years ago when I was living the true bachelor life(I lived with four single females in a five bedroom &#8220;rustic&#8221; house.  Being the only male in the house I was never surprised to get a ring on my cell phone from a frantic roomie that couldn&#8217;t seem to figure out how to fix something.  Or so I thought I would never be surprised.  One day when I was at work I recieved a call from all four frantic roomates screaming that our basement was &#8220;flooding&#8221;.  Interestingly enough, the basement was watertight.  It never leaked once!  Well I hurried home because I was worried about the exposed wiring in the basement combining with the electricity to cause a much larger problem.  When I got there i found six inches of &#8220;rain water&#8221; as the city called it.  In the center of our basement was a three inch drain spout that allowed for any time water was spilled in the basement.  Theoritically it would just dump that water into the cities sewer system.  Apparently if it rains a lot this sewage pipe backs up into our basement.  Rain water my arse.  I actually saw things floating in that water.  The only upside was that it was in the winter and the stench was kept minimal.  Also we were put up in a hotel for the three days it took to pump out our basement.  As a result our landlord had that drain pipe disconnected.</p>
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		<title>By: tk</title>
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		<dc:creator>tk</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 21 Apr 2006 06:19:08 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Yeah, that definitely sucks...
On the plus side, I can now read and comment on your blogs using my  boyfriend's brand spankin new MacBook Pro (insert close to orgasmic sighing sound in here....).  And for me the best part about that is I got to see Chuck with the Ice Cream bucket on his head and just finished laughing my ass off at the rolling over trick.  LOVE IT!!!!

Take care Armstrongs!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Yeah, that definitely sucks&#8230;<br />
On the plus side, I can now read and comment on your blogs using my  boyfriend&#8217;s brand spankin new MacBook Pro (insert close to orgasmic sighing sound in here&#8230;.).  And for me the best part about that is I got to see Chuck with the Ice Cream bucket on his head and just finished laughing my ass off at the rolling over trick.  LOVE IT!!!!</p>
<p>Take care Armstrongs!</p>
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		<title>By: Tommy from Michigan</title>
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		<dc:creator>Tommy from Michigan</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 21 Apr 2006 01:21:51 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>My top 10 list of bad would include plumbing problems, human waste within range of my senses and dental pain - to have them all at the same time is the type of hell I hope one finds only in Utah.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>My top 10 list of bad would include plumbing problems, human waste within range of my senses and dental pain - to have them all at the same time is the type of hell I hope one finds only in Utah.</p>
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		<title>By: the kim half of glamorouse</title>
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		<dc:creator>the kim half of glamorouse</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 21 Apr 2006 00:13:51 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>you see this is what I don't get. Why, when one part of our lives turns to shit (sorry) all the other parts feel so sorry for it they turn to shit too. I just don't get it. Why can't the tooth say, "wow, these guys are getting hit hard on the $$$ at the mo, I'll just settle down for a couple of months" or the car, that has kicked along quite nicely thank you, decides "hey, the basements flooding, I might just stop working too!"

Suckville.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>you see this is what I don&#8217;t get. Why, when one part of our lives turns to shit (sorry) all the other parts feel so sorry for it they turn to shit too. I just don&#8217;t get it. Why can&#8217;t the tooth say, &#8220;wow, these guys are getting hit hard on the $$$ at the mo, I&#8217;ll just settle down for a couple of months&#8221; or the car, that has kicked along quite nicely thank you, decides &#8220;hey, the basements flooding, I might just stop working too!&#8221;</p>
<p>Suckville.</p>
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