Three unicorns and an honest politician walk into a bar

 

It was some time ago that I had set upon a journey to find an honest lawyer.   In great preparation I packed supplies enough for travel into various time zones, through and over considerable elevations and in anticipation of sustained wilderness conditions - I included equipment adequate for survival needs.

 

Knowing that travel, such as on foot, generates an accumulation of dirt, grime and general filth, I also packed the kitchen sink that I might wash frequently.

The entire weight of my backpack resulted in unforeseeable damage to my posture, for which there had been no warning label affixed.

Maybe I shouldn't have filled the sink before I left.