I swear to god pedes, I fucking swear to god this house is cursed and the second we decided to sell it it said "fuck you guys" and started falling apart. You guys know about the leak in the living room, and the leak in the ceiling. As I sit here writing to you there is a huge hole in my kitchen cieling and a huge section of drywall missing from the living room, it's cold, everything sucks, so this morning my wife is taking a shower and the sewer starts backing up into the shower with her. Shit, toilet paper, dead roaches, fuck. So using the little bit of plumbing know how I know I attempted to snake the drain, I attempted chemicals, nothing works, and I don't think the house has a main sewer clean out because it's older... so now a plumber is coming out to snake the main sewer line. fuck. sorry about the language.

Edit to Add: Dude leans my toilet against a cabinet and it falls an breaks. Then he comes into the house talking about how he saw a hair line fracture on the toilet and that's why it broke. Then he tells me the whole job is going to be 495.

Horse shit.

I swear to god pedes, I fucking swear to god this house is cursed and the second we decided to sell it it said "fuck you guys" and started falling apart.

You guys know about the leak in the living room, and the leak in the ceiling. As I sit here writing to you there is a huge hole in my kitchen cieling and a huge section of drywall missing from the living room, it's cold, everything sucks, so this morning my wife is taking a shower and the sewer starts backing up into the shower with her.

Shit, toilet paper, dead roaches, fuck.

So using the little bit of plumbing know how I know I attempted to snake the drain, I attempted chemicals, nothing works, and I don't think the house has a main sewer clean out because it's older... so now a plumber is coming out to snake the main sewer line.

fuck.

sorry about the language.