Last week we lost all water on the farm forcing us to dig a little hole to go to the bathroom due to the fact we could no longer flush the toilets. Here is what resulted. 
Here she be. Although one foul gust of wind and the walls came a tumblin' down!
Here she be. Although one foul gust of wind and the walls came a tumblin' down!
In all it's glory. I especially like the ratty toilet paper (our favorite little puppy, Doc, got a hold of it!). It just really adds to the atmosphere. We put a geriatric toilet seat on the hole, just to class it up a bit.
I really loved every minute of it!
1 comment:
One "foul" wind eh... excellent choice of words! (and I thought the outhouses on the "guy's fishing trip" was bad!!!)
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