Plunger Monster: When Bathroom Anthropomorphism Goes Wrong

It's nice to think of our things as companions, witty, lovable creatures who like nothing more than to see us happy, ever-content in their role of servitude-lighting our rooms, holding our trash, you know, pretty much dealing with our shit. Just beware of the plunger monster. Last time we spotted him, he was colluding with the toaster. Yes, we trusted the toaster, too. Things could get worse before they get better. [Moist Production via Super Punch]