Jan/Feb 2003

e c l e c t i c a  
h u m o r  &  s a t i r e

Humor and Satire

Somewhere in the subterranean realms between the house and the city sewer line—precipitated by the penetration of Ponderosa Pine roots and exacerbated by a sudden influx, from every drain in the house and the one overworked toilet, of various effulgent byproducts of multi generational communal living—a clog developed.  
Jonathan Potter


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