(sing to the tune of the "Gilligan's Island" theme song.)
Oh, sit right back and you’ll hear a tale,
A tale of a fateful trip.
That started when my bathroom sink
Acquired a hateful drip.
The sink wasn't gonna fix itself
And I couldn’t a hire a pro.
So I had no choice but to risk my life
And go to Home Depot.
Go to Home Depot.
Mr. Orange Vest, he seemed so smart.
I said, ‘Hey, you’re the boss.”
He said just do everything I say.
But he talked fast and I got lost.
He talked fast and I got lost.
In just three days it was finally fixed
(If you want to call it that)
My fingers bled.
My forehead, too.
The P-trap was installed
On its side.
It was bizarre.
Soon gravity got the best of me.
Where’s Mr. Orange Vest now?????????
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