Bunnings Snake Drain [repack] Guide

Greg cranked the handle. The snake bucked, a live thing fighting back. He leaned his weight into it, sweat beading on his forehead. Grind. Twist. Shove. The steel groaned. The pipe made a sound like a dying cow. He gave one final, furious shove.

Greg grabbed his keys. He was a landlord, not a plumber, but times were tight. A plumber would cost $400 just to show up. A Bunnings snake? $89. bunnings snake drain

Greg sat frozen, dripping in liquid filth. Greg cranked the handle

Then it erupted.

Finally. The rental property’s kitchen sink had been backing up for a week, and the tenant, a retired nurse named Margaret, had started leaving polite but firm voicemails. “The water’s taking on a personality of its own, love. A brown, lumpy one.” The steel groaned

Greg looked down. Floating in the muck on his lap was a rusted, skeletal potato peeler, a blackened hair tie, and something that may have once been a spoon.