The Velv-inator got a message today that said a mere:
“Let’s poop together.”
Knowing that something like this is exactly what my blog is looking for, she sent it to me right away. She also included in her e-mail to me: “Feel free to include the irony that I got that message, when I have the required approx 6-month relationship before I can comfortably use the bathroom with Mr. Velvet in the home.”
The message itself is probably enough to post.. but, I feel the need to discuss this a little further.
Not only did he send that message to her, but it was also his local broadcast for the day, which I happened upon after Velv’s e-mail. I did inform her of this, and I think it was fair of her to ask if should be offended that he also wants to poop with other people.
When did bathroom togetherness become a romantic activity? I mean, I’ve heard of his and her sinks.. but never his and her toilets. That’s just a little freaky. I’ve said before, and Velvet and I mentioned on the podcast we were on last night — Keep your creepy shit (pun intended) to yourself until date 10, at least.
I’m guessing it’s not true love.
I had a flashback. http://www.nbc.com/saturday-night-live/video/the-love-toilet/1056587/
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