Dear Lover,
I missed the toilet bowl this morning. Don’t freak out. I cleaned it up - even bleached the whole place in the process. But I thought you should know about it.
(Mostly I’m just telling you because last night you told me I never clean my bathroom and I wanted to prove you wrong.)
Love,
me.
Grrr. Hate it when men do that. At least you cleaned up after you. I can forgive that.
Exactly, I did clean it up. Even if it was only to prove a point.
Hey, it’s just marking territory. Sometimes it’s unavoidable when you get the unexpected “Twin Jets Of Death” shooting off in different directions, one just has to make a judgement call about which seems to have the most volume.
The “Twin Jets” are new to me - you might think about getting that looked at…
Party piece. Usually a short party though.
One part of me wants to see this in action. The other part of me is none too sure at all.
Relax, it’s a rarity, and not that interesting, just messy.
Try the table tennis ball in the loo bowl trick! Best target practice and anti splash device their is.
How do I know? Growing up in a house with five men, you learn all kinds of things.
Thanks Grannymar - I might just have to give it a go if my aim doesn’t improve.