It's National Bathroom Reading month, minions, and I can honestly say I've been training for this moment my entire career.
Let's plunge ahead, shall we?
Get it? Plunge... a head?
But no need to clean that old broom handle; stains add authenticity.
Oh, and please, do sit down.
This may explain certain sticks in certain places, is all I'm saying.
Of course I don't want to lay the poo puns on too thick.
Not when a light smearing will do.
After all, these wrecks are dedicated to you, dedicated bathroom readers. You fans of fecality, you sitters of the throne! You, who know what a strain life can be sometimes...
In space, no one can hear you stream.
You, who enjoy celebrating the little things, especially when they make no sense:
That's one way to make balloon animals more realistic.
You, who likes EVERYTHING about your superheroes to be super:
I told Wolverine to go easy on the Shawarma.
Bad Hulk! BAAAD!
So happy bathroom reading, minions. May your day be flushed with victory, your ideas free-flowing, and your craps - when given - all be flying:
Thanks to Sphinx, Susan H., Jodi B., Angel S., Emery & Laney, Jenny, Carrie, & Desirae for coming through in a pinch.
And from my other blog, Epbot: