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Rex Polymer's notion of cleanliness had reached its absurd conclusion. The fortune he had made by hawking self-help toolkits door to door was nearly exhausted with the instalation of the air filtration and purification system in his three bathroom apartment.
Chi Chi Von Stroheim had been flown in special from Venezuela just to do the duct work. Lomez Quadrangle had been flown in special from Byzantium to hadle the filters. Rector Septum had been flown in special just because he was an authority on custom jobs like this and Rex was glad to have them.
"OK," said Rector, "looks like the installation is complete. It's time to test the system. Who's gotta poop?"
"Me, me!" they all shouted.
Date Written: July 12, 2003
Author: Ewan Snow
Average Vote: 4.5