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Clogged drains

Clogged drains

As a plumber’s daughter, I have a genetic dislike of Drano, Liquid Plumber and other uber-chemical solutions to clogged drains. They eat pipes. And they aren’t too great for septic systems, either. So I usually use a little wire snake for the bathroom sink, and hot water with baking soda and vinegar for the kitchen. … read more Clogged drains

Posted on July 20, 2016May 15, 2019Author LisaCategories ImprovisationTags 2014, clarity, clog, Dad, drains, plumbing, stroke, Tom
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