Congratulations go out to Midnite Bob for mowing his yard safely.

That reminded me of my husband's plumbing adventures. We had some work that needed to be done on a toilet, maybe just replacing the seat. I was standing there handing him some tools and he was tightening something down. He stopped and this look of horror crossed his face. He said, "I broke the toilet" and sure enough there was a crack in the bowl and we had to go buy a new toilet. His look was so funny I just laughed and we went merrily to the store to get a new one.
What are the odds that the next time he had to work on a toilet he broke that one, too? Yep, he did. So now, whenever a toilet needs work he just growls and I admit it, I rib him occasionally.