Eleven years ago I could no more have written this post than I could have flown to the moon. But Kent and three kids have eroded my primness to such a point as this. I was tooling around the intertubes looking for something fun to liven up my downstairs bathroom when I found these stunning examples of fine taste.
My first thought was, “Holy crap.” My second was, “Help! I’ve been turned into a toilet! Yours, etc., Jane Austen.” Every toilet looks better in a bonnet. Is that a wastebasket or a wedding gown?
Poor Santa. He knows what’s coming.
Now, I know carpet in the bathroom is disgusting, but maybe it just hasn’t been taken far enough. What if we not only carpet the floor, but carpet up the sides of the tub and the sink as well? Ultimate luxury. “Help! I’ve been skinned and turned into a bathtub. –Grimace”
What fly fishing enthusiast wouldn’t want to sit on a toilet seat covered with fake insects and metal barbs?
“Midas peed here.” And here. And here, too.
I think what we’ve learned today, folks, is resist the urge to try to disguise the toilet as something it is not. A toilet in a costume is still a toilet, just creepier.