Friday Ephemera
Snack treat of note. || Modern woes, a possible series. || Ah, Waitrose, always giving that little bit extra. || For Julia, luminous gin. || Vegan leather. || Our betters at large. || Our betters project. || Our betters vent their brains. || Hurling their bodies into the void. || Icebreaker. || They do this better than you. || Sea beasts of the canyons. || Assorted snaps. || Pie Town. || More joys of public transport. || Implausible contact sport. || Inevitable consequences. || Always respect the media. || Modern religion. || Nightlife. || Assorted Lego computers. || Delivery-related mishap of note. || Flatulence-related headline of note. || And finally, via Things, because you’ve always wanted a second-hand liposuction machine.
“Why can’t all bathrooms contain the exact same kind of toilets? Men…can use the standard toilets just like everyone else.”
In Germany such men are known as sitzpinklers.
sitzpinklers
“Stand up to piss / like pa, not sis”
Folk wit, a jingle of note.
people with penises […] can use the standard toilets just like everyone else.
There are thousands of wives, bathroom attendants and janitors who would disagree with that statement.
Sign in public restroom: We aim to please–you aim too, please.