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ENTIRE SEWAGE LINE FROM SPACE #62 TO SPACE #100 DUG
UP
About a quarter of Tinbox Acres trailer spaces got evacuated, and them residents got foisted onto the rest of us last month. In addition, the sump pump up and died, and it ain't pumping shit no more. The entire situation can be blamed on two of us, Eddie Whisman and Arliss Feral in space #62. Also sort of in the blame spotlight is DJ the dope dealer in space #41. If DJ hadn't got his ass busted, he'd have been where he should be--in his trailer selling dope to those two knuckleheads. Instead, he was sitting in a cage, and Eddie and Arliss was reduced to cooking up their own shit. At least Eddie didn't blow up his trailer this time. What them two amateur chemists done was to dispose of their leftover meth chemicals by flushing them down the crapper. Unfortunately, meth ingredients is mostly organic solvents and other caustic agents, which means it eats up your plumbing if you flush it down the toilet or run it down your sink or bathtub drains. What makes it a whole lot worse is that trailerpark sewage lines are usually constructed of PVC pipes. PVC is the same stuff that Maddog's ex-bong was made of. Remember what happened when Maddog tried to clean it out with acetone? Well, acetone is a ingredient in meth, and when it gets flushed, it does the same thing to the sewer lines as it did to Maddog's bong. Acetone ain't the only caustic shit them two assholes flushed down that rickety little toilet of theirs. According to the HazMat inspector dude, that sewer line got ate up by gasoline, battery acid, turpentine, red iodine, sulfur, barbecue starter fluid, AND the acetone. Enough of that shit got flushed to where it not only ate up the entire sewer line from space #62 to the end, but it also disintegrated the machinery in the sump pump. Finally, a day or so after the sump pump done give out, all that sewage backed up into all them trailers' sinks and tubs and toilets and what have you, and the plumbers were called. The regular old visit-your-home plumbers took one look at the situation and fled the trailer park. The commercial plumbers and the construction workers and the HazMat guys are WAY more brave, and they been here for weeks and weeks excavating that sewer line that Eddie and Arliss demolished. When the excavation crew discovered hundreds of pounds of different kinds of dope all mashed in with the shit and toilet paper and everything else we flush down our drains, they got all grossed out and called the cops. The cops wouldn't dispose of it, so that huge fucking dope pile ended up being the trailerpark playground for almost a whole week, until everyone in Tinbox Acres went completely sideways and half of us got hauled out in paddy wagons. How did that dope pile get in our sewer line in the first place? Judging by the size and weight of the party pile, any time the cops came cruising into Tinbox Acres with their light bars rolling, everyone's dope got preemptively flushed. It should be noted that it weren't that party pile that demolished the sewer line in the first place. It was all the caustic leftover meth ingredients that Arliss and Eddie flushed down their toilet what disintegrated all that plumbing. So the party pile is all good, and ain't to blame for nothing but a bunch of us getting hauled into the nuthatch for 72 hours observation again.
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