imo, some (maybe all) of these toilet pics belong in a “cursed images” community rather than “mildly infuriating”
I wholly agree, but that photo has been on my camera roll for years waiting for just the right discourse.
What’s the story/context?
/c/nocontexttoiletcosy
Somethings are just wrong, this is one of them.
Why would anyone want this.
Ah, yes. A Doody Doily.
The family poodle will love this, as it drinks in Victorian luxury.
This is one of the worst things I’ve ever seen. I hate that I can smell this picture. (Those rugs, auuugh!)
I am disgusted, but part of me wants to crochet one because I can.
Imagine sitting down and feeling the squish of wet fabric beneath you.
You straight up made my face scrunch up in disgust with that thought. So… Good job, I guess. 🤢
I read the title as “The Toilet Cosby” and did not know what to expect
I can smell this photo.
It looks brand new, no stains at all yet.
My grandmother had a seat that had a permanent padding on it. Wasn’t fuzzy but I kept wondering how long it had been there as I remember it being there in 1987. They loved these cozies in Japan though and at first I thought it was a novel idea since we’d freeze our butts in the winter but shortly after I got mine I threw it away. Just gross.
What, specifically, is “cosy” about this?!
More like “beer cosy” and less like “cosy and warm”.
So that’s what people mean when they call the toilet a “thinkers throne”.
How can something be so opulent and so ratchet at the exact same time?
