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Drink-Mix Man

You are an odd fellow, but I must say... you throw a swell shindig.

Turd is the word

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LastGoodBoy

Keep your mind be open window everyday

Finger Prince posted:

In the beginning there was the Word. And the Word was with Dog.

amenisatthedoorbarkbarkbarkbarkbarkbarkbarkbark

High on the hog, 90's style.

Ass-penny

My unfinished basement has a toilet pretty much right at the bottom of the stairs, and it's a room as wide as the house. Big bathroom: achieved.
You gotta make it obvious you are using the toilet though or someone else will come down and ask what you in the basement for.


thank you so much to nesamdoom for the scurry fall sig!

(┛◉Д◉)┛彡┻━┻ #YesNutNovember - add this to your sig if you love and support BYOB's own nut

LastGoodBoy

Keep your mind be open window everyday
It can always be bigger.

High on the hog, 90's style.

wearing a lampshade

Pooping in my extravagant 1500 sq ft bathroom with 18ft high ceilings

wearing a lampshade

I ask where the bathroom is. "Oh just over there" my gracious host replies. Easy. I slam open the door and the wind blows my hair back - squinting, I see the toilet in the peaks beyond. My confidence drains - I don't know if I can hold it that long.

GODSPEED JOHN GLENN


I put my thumb up my bum and shut one eye, and my thumb blotted out the planet Earth.


I once lived in a place where all the rooms were the exact same size because there was only one room.

wearing a lampshade

I enter a seemingly endless plain, flower print encircling the horizon. A Cyclopean ziggurat thrusts upwards to the clouds, atop it a porcelain throne, gleaming in the red sky, the making GBS threads room of old gods best forgotten. The smell of eldritch potpourri wafts into my nostrils, failing to completely cover up the horrible stench of decay and rot emanating from the structure. I think to myself "I should have just gone at home," and trudge onwards.

Goons Are Gifts

albany academy posted:

I enter a seemingly endless plain, flower print encircling the horizon. A Cyclopean ziggurat thrusts upwards to the clouds, atop it a porcelain throne, gleaming in the red sky, the making GBS threads room of old gods best forgotten. The smell of eldritch potpourri wafts into my nostrils, failing to completely cover up the horrible stench of decay and rot emanating from the structure. I think to myself "I should have just gone at home," and trudge onwards.


Chrs

growing up my brothers bedroom was this small rear end room you could just about fit a bed in. the bathroom was bigger lol

Chrs

what he gets for being born later than me

nut

my brother was born after me and he had to sleep in the toilet no wait I’m confusing my life for the borrowers again

Escape From Noise

I met a traveller from a toilet land,

Who said—“One vast and bowlless trap of stone

Stand in the guest bathroom. . . . Near them, on the tile.

Half sunk a shattered tank lies, whose handle,

And scratched lid, and sneer of cold command,

Tell that its plumber well those passions read

Which yet survive, stamped on these lifeless things,

The flapper that mocked them, and the valve that fed;

And on the pedestal, these words appear:

My name is ButtTheShitmanFart, King of Kings;

Look on my Watercloset, ye Mighty, and despair!

Nothing beside remains. Round the decay

Of that colossal Wreck, boundless and bare

The lone and level tiles stretch far away.”

Finger Prince


SweetWillyRollbar posted:

I met a traveller from a toilet land,

Who said—“One vast and bowlless trap of stone

Stand in the guest bathroom. . . . Near them, on the tile.

Half sunk a shattered tank lies, whose handle,

And scratched lid, and sneer of cold command,

Tell that its plumber well those passions read

Which yet survive, stamped on these lifeless things,

The flapper that mocked them, and the valve that fed;

And on the pedestal, these words appear:

My name is ButtTheShitmanFart, King of Kings;

Look on my Watercloset, ye Mighty, and despair!

Nothing beside remains. Round the decay

Of that colossal Wreck, boundless and bare

The lone and level tiles stretch far away.”

ChubbyChecker

SweetWillyRollbar posted:

I met a traveller from a toilet land,

Who said—“One vast and bowlless trap of stone

Stand in the guest bathroom. . . . Near them, on the tile.

Half sunk a shattered tank lies, whose handle,

And scratched lid, and sneer of cold command,

Tell that its plumber well those passions read

Which yet survive, stamped on these lifeless things,

The flapper that mocked them, and the valve that fed;

And on the pedestal, these words appear:

My name is ButtTheShitmanFart, King of Kings;

Look on my Watercloset, ye Mighty, and despair!

Nothing beside remains. Round the decay

Of that colossal Wreck, boundless and bare

The lone and level tiles stretch far away.”









Kaiser Schnitzel

Schnitzel mit uns


SweetWillyRollbar posted:

I met a traveller from a toilet land,

Who said—“One vast and bowlless trap of stone

Stand in the guest bathroom. . . . Near them, on the tile.

Half sunk a shattered tank lies, whose handle,

And scratched lid, and sneer of cold command,

Tell that its plumber well those passions read

Which yet survive, stamped on these lifeless things,

The flapper that mocked them, and the valve that fed;

And on the pedestal, these words appear:

My name is ButtTheShitmanFart, King of Kings;

Look on my Watercloset, ye Mighty, and despair!

Nothing beside remains. Round the decay

Of that colossal Wreck, boundless and bare

The lone and level tiles stretch far away.”


https://i.imgur.com/R8ctked.mp4
ty Manifisto for this wonderful sig!


google THIS

SweetWillyRollbar posted:

I met a traveller from a toilet land,

Who said—“One vast and bowlless trap of stone

Stand in the guest bathroom. . . . Near them, on the tile.

Half sunk a shattered tank lies, whose handle,

And scratched lid, and sneer of cold command,

Tell that its plumber well those passions read

Which yet survive, stamped on these lifeless things,

The flapper that mocked them, and the valve that fed;

And on the pedestal, these words appear:

My name is ButtTheShitmanFart, King of Kings;

Look on my Watercloset, ye Mighty, and despair!

Nothing beside remains. Round the decay

Of that colossal Wreck, boundless and bare

The lone and level tiles stretch far away.”

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Malcolm Excellent

The smallest room I have in my house is a linen closet.

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