If you ever go to Fresno, watch out for the undercooked chicken. It can take you for a loop.
I had some undercooked chicken in a Chili's once. It tasted delicious. At least to my mouth. My stomach on the other hand hated it. It was like an attack on my internal plumbing, which brings me to today's topic:
Plumbing.
If you have it, you probably take it for granted, but when you lose it, you quickly realize what you're missing. Plumbing has been a pretty common thing in the US for decades if not centuries. Wasn't for my mother though, she grew up with an outhouse and a well. If you ask her how she feels about plumbing you might think she's misunderstood your question and is now talking about a close friend or family member.
The motive for plumbing has been around for years. It's simple. Walking to get water is inconvenient. Let's make it easier. And that is what life is about right? Making it easier? Soon it will be so easy that there will be no point to living. None. Infact many scientists and philosophers, and scientist-philosophers are very worried about that possibility occurring in the near-near future. So, break a pipe now and again. Flush a bucket full of peanut butter and hair now and again. Suffer some. And remember, that water doesn't come out when you turn the faucet cause nature made it that way, plumbing is a modern miracle. Just ask my mom.
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