a gaggle of geese
a murder of ravens
a dray of squirrels [this may also refer to their nests, unclear to me at this time; "drey" was the spelling used]
a turble of leaf eddies

additional notes: more broadly, to turble is to flow, violently, swirling, unpredictable. it comes from words like "turbulence" and "turbulate", shortened to feel more visceral and sensory. it's the process of something becoming more complicated and Becoming More Complicated, or alternatively that process and flow in the midst of its imperceptible chaos. I'm quite proud of the word and come back to it often - more often than any other coining of mine.

Okay. So, that's an electrical cord. Relationship to plumbing is arguable, I suppose - but it's still not in that sale category.

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Nyarlathotep, in monstrous girlthing form: Greetings, mortal humans! It is I, Nyarlathotep, the Crawling Chaos! Rejoice, for the time of Azathoth is at hand!

Panicked officer: Dear god! Open fire!

(gunfire; the bullets all slow to a stop in front of Nyarlathotep like in the Matrix. Nyarlathotep grabs all of them but one, and puts them all in a pile in its hand. As the terrified and increasingly confused soldiers look on, Nyarlathotep waves its other hand over the bullets, before slapping its hand onto it, doing a sleight-of-hand trick to make the bullets disappear. It then waves both hands, leaving a trail of bullets in a heart-shape. Nyarlathotep then pretends to only just now notice the one remaining bullet.)

Nyarlathotep: Oh goodness me, I appear to have missed one of the bullets!

(the bullet resumes moving, and harmlessly bounces off Nyarlathotep's forehead; Nyarlathotep pretends to recoil, making the Touhou death SFX with its mouth)