Been a while since a review. On a tight scheule here, so off we go.
Spacious, well lit and very privatised. What more could you ask from a dunny in terms of usability?
Seat is clean and the perfect temperature – likely a result of the sunlight coming through nearby window. Well done.
Simple but effective design. Brown floor tiles, white wall tiles. Window is a huge plus: offering a lovely view and natural lighting but also positioned so people can’t see you doing a dookie. Floor space slightly littered.
Second toilet review going strong.
Feng Shui: 8.5/10
Fletch pioneers great toilet functionality and decor.
There’s a live moth on the floor.
Having animals crawling round the cubicle is just the worst. But it doesn’t come to close to my snake fear. From time to time, I get the notion that a snake is going to slither through the drain and into the toilet bowl, waiting to strike out at… well, I don’t need to explain myself any more than that.
It’s likely never to happen but just imagine if it did. Oh God, the moth’s moving, I’m out of here.
In the whole time I’ve been blogging on Potty Mouth, my phone’s never been rung whilst on the loo. I think that’s pretty amazing.
Actually, the one time the phone did ring was when I used my girlfriend’s. How is it that the one time I use her phone, it gets rung but mine doesn’t? It’s as if my friends and family know I’ve got important blogging matters to attend to.
Speaking of blogging matters, there are some awful blogs out there. My friends and I have just spent the past half hour flabbergasted by how unoriginal and underwhelming one particular blogger’s efforts were. I know that my blog would leave a lot to be desired in the minds of many but at least I try to be a little unpredictable and more three-dimensional. Sheesh.
Potty Mouth is coming up on its sixth month anniversary in about a fortnight. To commemorate this, ten lucky readers will receive a limited edition poop-in-a-box, fresh from the dunny. To enter the competition, send your name, address and phone number to email@example.com and write an answer to the following question in 25 words or less:
If a hyena and a poop fought one another, who would win and why?
DISCLAIMER: Winners will not actually receive poops. I don’t have a good supply of boxes and I don’t know if poops can handle traveling to distant locations. Sorry.
Seriously. It was pretty much just gas. Farted for like 10 seconds. Bittersweet overall.
I promise something better next time.
You know you’ve got yourself a keeper when your phone’s out of battery and your ladyfriend happily gives up hers so that you can blog on the dunny. For her, the reward is great but the risks are greater. What if this is the one time I drop more than just a deuce? What a courageous woman.
As the days drag on, my posts are getting worse and worse. Gone are the days of positive feedback – I blog purely for the sake of sitting on the toilet now.
I feel the end is truly nigh for Potty Mouth. I started this blog for the sake of getting more confident in writing for online audiences and I feel as though I’ve achieved this. My blog doesn’t really serve a purpose beyond that.
My girlfriend and Zoe just came into the bathroom. They would like to inform you that my poo does not smell like rainbows.