The Root of the Problem

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... is, as one might expect, roots.

I don't expect Danny Gover, Oprah, or LeVar Burton to show up with pick-axes (or am I confusing this with the cast of "The Color Purple"?).

However, I plan on wielding one myself, since, as avariel kindly pointed out, a little sweat and swearing will save me a fuckload of money. Seems that one or more roots have insinuated themselves into the drain line, and are blocking about 3/4 of it. I'll let the experts replace the cast-iron bits with PVC where need be and slather on the toxic goo to dissuade mother nature from a repeat performance, but I've got a pick-axe, some loppers, and a nice big streak of stubborn, not to mention enough Yankee heritage behind me to say, "Hard work is worth savin' that kind of money, I'll do it myself."

Bob, this may be payback for when we ganked the general's armor sheath. I'd like to borrow your tools, if you're still in ouchland from doing the stuff at 6612.

I'll supply water, beer, chips& salsa, sweet sweet forbidden P-can, coconut rum, and burgers to whomever wants to come over and lay some smack down.