I didn't know toilets talked.
Not around here anyway, i figured there were alot of other things that could use the extra intelligence instead.
Cyd, Ryan and i were at a park when we all decided it was time to go on a quest to find a convenient, probably disgusting restroom. We sallied forth unto a small brick thing that looked like an elevator. A button opened the door, and a voice told us we were welcome.
I forget what else it said, but i had always wondered what a toilet would sound like if it spoke. It was polite and manly by the way, & not at all mad like i'd imagined.
You pressed a button for tissue, and it flushed when you used the sensor operated soap, water, and drying three-in-one machine in the wall.
Most impressive though, it was clean.
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Polite and manly eh.
Were you in the female's toilet?
Or did you use small Ryan as an excuse to enter the mans toilet.
Sadly, it was dual.
And that is an unfair disgusting accusation. We both know that Ryan qualifies as a female until hes over 8 or so.
haha, I think my mom has experienced one of those. She was particularly concerned about getting trapped with the autoclean, or the door automatically opening if she stayed longer than 10 minutes. The brilliant things!
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