If I can reach a beer from the toilet all my needs are met.
It's always good to be prepared.
Because the thing I want to think about the most while I'm having a little "me time" is my cat.
Everyone needs to get a little reading done on the john from time to time.
Just be glad you can wipe down that vinyl and it's not upholstered in rough-woven wool or damask.
I'm not certain he'd be my first choice for Star Wars characters into whose mouth I'd like to defecate, but at least we're opening a dialogue here.
I like the thought that there might be a happy family of croakers living in my toilet. Hi guys!