Lio by Mark Tatulli for January 25, 2013

And just what is your skull doing in my toilet?

Just because it’s called a head, doesn’t mean…

Lio’s friend thinks that he’s a dog.

There was a head….in the “head”!!

In any other house this would be unusual.

What a bonehead!

He was calling God on the great white telephone and just lost his head.

A while ago, now a friend returned from holiday to find a pig’s head in the toilet. The woman who was looking after the house put it there as a joke. I’d have made her come round and take it out again.

Misplaced calvaria; how did it get into the toilet? Good thing Dad got it out, both for the toilet and for Mr. Bones….

Say it and my group will cite you!!

Now dad’s going to have to think up a good lie for being late to work. Nobody that doesn’t know Lio would ever believe the truth.

So that’s where it got to!

Like, Dude get your head out of the toilet!

Lower jaw is attached to the skull via ligaments. I suspect the mandible here is being held up by the same magical powers that are keeping that entire skeleton standing upright and intact.

Perhaps he was simply paying tribute to the porcelain god?

He needs more fiber in his diet. I mean, you can see where this is headed.

He was driving the porcelain bus when his head went through the windshield.

I mentioned at the Endtown posting a few weeks ago. It’s the Foundation for Better Standards (FBS). It’s not just four of us (Me, Tink, Cindy, & Dora), but 13 of us! The others will appear later in the weeks to come.

He is at a loss for words

Just go about your business and comment on Liohere. We’re harmless.

Here’s your skull.

Head’s Up !

(gasping for breath…) I know some plumbers. They’ll vouch there’s weirder stuff than this that gets knocked off the shelves and stuck in the U bend.

I dropped one of those yesterday. Gotta lay off the cheese.

I blame the neighborhood bully’s swirlies.