December 08, 2007

Water conservation meets couples therapy. Save the planet while you work out all your crap on a potty built for two.
  • Um ...
  • Note to self: consider for public washrooms. Larry Craig
  • Ah, it's nice to see such a grand old tradition being brought forth into the 21st century!
  • Oh, won't you take a piss With me, Mon ami? Won't you share a kiss Or two, In the loo?
  • It's a Toot a toot. or a shete a shete
  • "The Booger Hollow Trading Post, along Scenic 7 Byway, in Dover, Arkansas, proudly makes this claim." Don't...know...where...to...start...
  • The TwoDaLoo is perhaps the first (and perhaps the last) toilet designed for two people to use at the same time. They are so full of it!! Two-holers have been around forever. Hey, you could get the whole fam dambly in some of them. Way back when, it was a Communi-loo
  • "When the orders come through, fingers crossed, we plan on going into production." yeah, right....
  • Strange. Who the hell would buy this when it is just as easy to have one person straddle the other while on the toilet? When dropping the kids off at the pool, why not have your partner straddle you and do the same? It is sort of like carpooling.
  • MonkeyFilter: It is sort of like carpooling.
  • I don't like to hang around in there. I certainly don't like to breathe other people's ass gas.
  • I certainly don't like to breathe other people's ass gas. Except for kit's. His smell like lavender...
  • Ooh, I feel flushed.
  • I remember a hilarious SNL skit (you know, back in the era when such things existed) with Kevin Nealon and Victoria Jackson advertising "The Love Toilet." (Video here, purportedly, though I can't get it to load from work.) And for further self-linky toilet observations, here's the top 5 things that bug me about public restrooms. I've given it a lot of thought.
  • (something tells me the SNL thing is what Koko's post is about above, but b/c I can't youtube here I've made an ass of myself. Damn you, filters!)
  • Nice one, TP. With regard to the slump of despair, there's another explanation -- simple drunkeness. Having attended a uni with a big engineering department, I've seen plenty of urinals with little vinyl headrests on the wall, made precisely for such slumping. Drunken slumping is a tradeoff -- ordinarily, the less-you-touch-the-better, but when alcohol has compromised one's balance, the slump allows for better aim. Lately, my boss has taken to talking to me when we both happen to be in the can. And not small talk, either -- all work related. It's all kinds of horrible.
  • Yeah I totally scooped you TP! I like your blog though. How do you guys walk with those things? /Elaine