So here's my plan, let 2011 be the most futuristic year yet... it will be the wet dream of all futuristic dreams; like walls of vaginas.. in the future.
Oh and about Japan, it's the future city! (as my friend referred to it as last night). I don't know how I'm going to settle for a non-warm toilet seat (nah I defiantly can explain this one, I don't actually like them, it's good because it's pretty cold here but my first thought was that someone had been sitting on the toilet for a fucking long time before me, warming other seats is ok but toilet seats... nah I'm ok), how will I settle for a toilet that doesn't wash my bum for me? One that doesn't play soothing ocean noises? That flushes when I stand up and have a tap on top of it that opens once I stand up? One that has a 'flushing' noise for those that are embarrassed of the sound of their eliminations.. POO. So yeah, that was a solid paragraph on toilets which justifies why Japan lives in the future.. today. (Awesome advertising tag line huh?)
See you in the future suckerz! (in the future it becomes okay to replace the traditional 's' with a 'z' to indicate to others how dardz you are).
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