For LJ Idol: Camping

[oxymoron67]

Back in the day, my great-grandfather found an old toilet seat, which he decided to bring home, for reasons that no one has ever adequately explained

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[halfshellvenus]

This sounds as if it began with the understandable desire to use a blow torch. ;)

With your aunt Karen, though... once someone had taken the seat and put it in the outhouse, why would you ever want it back? Leave it there! Now everyone is happy.

[adoptedwriter]

This reminds me of the silly thing to say when someone announces they have to go pee / poo "Mention my name, and they'll give you a good seat!"

[rayaso]

I love the way you tell these stories and I always look forward to them. I'm never disappointed. Solidarity with your great-grandfather on the blowtorch. In high school, I used one to remove the paint on a bicycle frame before repainting it. No alcohol was used. Using the blowtorch was fun enough.

[mamas_minion]

That is great that a possibly drunk endeavor turned into a useful item later. Does your family still have the toilet seat?

[shadowwolf13]

<3

[beeker121]

This is a good outcome for a drunken toilet seat expedition, and it doesn't surprise me that Karen was very popular. (The outhouse at my parents' camp has a thick layer of Styrofoam over the wood, it's surprisingly comfortable.)