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All right! You see, Clyde?

"Now, I go toilet water in my va-jay-jay."

Sir John Harrington, your presence is requested.

you have to stand up, turn around

2 x 3 x 5 x 281 = 8430

Get up here! Hurry!

Maybe the people who made the toilet are the blame for what happened.

I was talking to my asshole.

How about you speed it up in here?

There's a little boy here who has lost his mother.

Women are just jealous, 'cause they have to face outwards.

You need this counter moved a minimum of six inches.

I think we have to live with the TSA.

That's not what I said.

- From what? - Clyde left the toilet seat up again.

Here we go, inventor of the toilet.