... he trotted down the hallway on all fours and started in on his second favorite pastime, conversations with plumbing. Just what I needed: Stone, the Toilet Whisperer.
Devon MonkI donโt know whatโs happened to you. You used to be such a nice girl. Now youโve gone all stabby and whatnot.
Devon MonkHey, rock dude, are you destroying the house? Causing mayhem? Whoโs a ferocious gargoyle? Stoneyโs a ferocious gargoyle.
Devon MonkI wouldnโt want you to get in the shower and then pass out or some such. How about if I help you get out of your clothes? Iโm an expert in platonic undressings.โ He gave me that wicked smile. โGive it a rest. Iโm not going to strip naked in front of you, and Iโd rather pee in private.โ โHalf the injuries in a home happen in the bathroom. What kind of friend would I be to let you face that kind of danger alone? I mean, sure, you walked out of death, but this is a shower.โ โShame. Get out of my bathroom.
Devon Monk