The moral of this story? Never fix your hair in the bathroom over an open drain when you are wearing the most beautiful pair of antique earrings that you own. If you do drop one in the drain, pray that it gets stuck halfway and pray that your husband has a headlamp. Then find your tweezers and try to rescue that sweet earring from the terrible, terrible drain. If you succeed, celebrate by putting the earring on again and screwing it on extra tight. Then wear the earrings all day and enjoy the feeling of having narrowly avoided a small disaster. The end.
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The moral of this story? Never fix your hair in the bathroom over an open drain when you are wearing the most beautiful pair of antique earrings that you own. If you do drop one in the drain, pray that it gets stuck halfway and pray that your husband has a headlamp. Then find your tweezers and try to rescue that sweet earring from the terrible, terrible drain. If you succeed, celebrate by putting the earring on again and screwing it on extra tight. Then wear the earrings all day and enjoy the feeling of having narrowly avoided a small disaster. The end.
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