I’m guilty of a lot of silly, tasteless behavior.
I wear colanders on my head.
I’ve been observed in various places doing ridiculous stunts. Planking, owling, storking... I’ve done it all.
But I’ve gotta draw the line someplace:
Plumbking is the bastard child of plumbing and planking. Back when I was younger, it was not ever a Voluntary Activity, and it went by names like “hearing the oceans roar” and the “swirlie.” Now, demented people do it to themselves and post the images on Facebook for all and sundry to enjoy.
And, no, you won’t ever see me doing it.
Now: Fetch me my colander, Jeeves!