Weird, I was thinking just this morning about years ago in Puerto Rico, my aunt was complaining me one time when I was staying there that her young son kept using the bidet to clean his butt instead of using toilet paper after using the crapper, apparently unable to comprehend its true purpose or perhaps not giving sufficient thought to the gravity of the situation. This of course complicated her usage of it.
Jesus Christ, I don't think there's enough Absinthe, Chinese gas station tobacco, and bad DeviantArt pornography on the planet to help me forget that. Thank you for ruining my appetite, on Thanksgiving no less, you jackass.
