Roto-Rooter in Pop Culture - Fall 2013
Take a look at this highlight clip of various Roto-Rooter stories the news and current pop culture. Now on the Roto-Rooter Video Library.
News stories: Nike and Roto-Rooter, I just found this out this morning, Nike and Roto-Rooter have teamed up for the playoffs and here's what we have. We have the first A's stadium boot and dugout boot, so if there's problems during the playoffs, you'll see this. The Oakland A's have put playoff tickets on sale. Better call the Roto-Rooter man, they did. The worst stadium in Major League Baseball has another sewer leak. That redefines what playoff pressure is all about, I guess. The stadium has had similar issues in the past. The A's are a 1st place team, just a few games away from clinching a division title. Fans are coming, you better put the plumbing back to work. "Well it holds sewage but not water!" It's not like the Coliseum has been home sweet home, they play well there but does it have an advantage? It would actually be called a "home sewage advantage." [Laughs] That's right, you do have a special sewage advantage. Nike and Roto-Rooter have teamed up for the playoffs and here's what we have. We have the first A's stadium boot and dugout boot. I yearn for a blitz where we talk about sports at some point. But as I was searching for those success stories, most of them were on the social media field. Makes sense. Exactly, you're not going to find a plumbing job maybe, on Twitter with your twesume, but definitely a social media job, which makes sense. Yeah, you don't want #RotoRooter #twesume. Clip from House: If he had 4 out of 20 possible symptoms, he'd be a garden-variety druggie. 20 out of 20 and there's an underlying disease. Run your tests. NO! He's weak in withdrawal and just spewed blood. They're gonna rip off a piece of his lung, ram instruments down his throat, and Roto-Rooter his intestines. It'd be nice if we didn't kill him, trying to figure out what's killing him. Way Back Re-Runs: I went to the Bennett's yesterday with Quincy at his annual Roto-Rooter job, and I bumped into Mrs. Ristendo and she told me to call her Pam. I tried a 12-hour time capsule, a nasal decongestant, and a side of rice. And my head is through clouds. Only one thing left, the Roto-Rooter Man. And now, ladies and gentlemen, here he is! The most magnificent specimen, 185-pounds of pure muscle, faster than a speeding dump truck, more powerful than Roto-Rooter!