Next comes the chop
There are very few things on this wretched, yet beautiful planet that irk me more than piss on a toilet seat. It angers me due to the completely unnecessary nature of the act. Let's see. Either I can spend a nano-second lifting the seat, followed by a pleasant urination--or I can be a lazy bastard, unleash hell all over the seat, followed by a feeble attempt to wipe it off--and thus enjoy sitting in the remnants thereafter.
I guess to me it's pretty much a no-brainer. I don't want to sit in the remnants of someone's piss. Ever.
This has been occurring at my lair. 57% of the reason why I changed that God-forsaken seat in the first place was because one had to hold the seat up with one's hand while pissing, which was nigh unto impossible, and thus EVERYBODY pissed on the seat. So, as documented a few posts back, I toiled through one of the most horrifying experiences of my short, pathetic life in order to remedy that.
And now this. People still don't raise it. Well, enough is enough. I bought and installed the toilet seat, so I feel like I reserve the right to alter its appearance.
The filthiness had better soon cease, lest I have to employ increasingly drastic measures.