When we first moved to Australia in the late 50’s, our first two houses had outside bucket toilets, the contents of which had to be buried. Once, my mother was using the “convenience” when one of the bulls from the neighbouring farm managed to get into our garden……..I’ve never seen my mother so scared that she wouldn’t put more than her head out into the open. I forget who got the animal back into it’s field. I was 4 and my father was at work.
margueritem over 10 years ago
This whole thing stinks…
pcolli over 10 years ago
Maybe monsters have nightmares about us.
Kvasir42 Premium Member over 10 years ago
As seen in Dogma.
cdward over 10 years ago
The only monster I fear.
Sisyphos over 10 years ago
EWWW! I need a drink, guys! Plus a gallon or two of brain bleach!
GoodQuestion Premium Member over 10 years ago
Ya, Dr Oz has his eye on you . . . ☻
Coyoty Premium Member over 10 years ago
He’s the monster in the water closet.
danlarios over 10 years ago
follow the yellow brick road
RedSamRackham over 10 years ago
¿Is he related to Mr. Hankey the Christmas Poo?
pcolli over 10 years ago
When we first moved to Australia in the late 50’s, our first two houses had outside bucket toilets, the contents of which had to be buried. Once, my mother was using the “convenience” when one of the bulls from the neighbouring farm managed to get into our garden……..I’ve never seen my mother so scared that she wouldn’t put more than her head out into the open. I forget who got the animal back into it’s field. I was 4 and my father was at work.