schlauhonk:

pukicho:

pukicho:

mossy-chaos:

pukicho:

Fellas it’s that time of day again

For what

Every morning, a beam of pure light fires into my toilet seat. I believe this has some religious implications. I feel closer to God when this happens.

Please don’t be gross about this (it does)

i used to have this but at midnight under a full moon. maybe our toilets were arch rivals once upon a time or something