Just a quick pick-me-up before we begin this long day’s journey into night. Joel is “snorkeling” in the Bahamas which means he’s essentially breathing whiskey out of a double-shot glass, intern Liam’s throat is closing up, and the fifth horseman of the Apocalypse—Charlie Withers and his ride, Apex Ajax, who has a great handicap and looks good in the fifth—has just taken a dump on New York, making the street corners smell like a stable.
Unfortunately, bidding on this beautiful toilet seat built in the very image of a lady of the night has already ended, but I think that the fact that we’re living in a world that condones the creation of such aesthetic abortions is a sure sign of our impeding doom.
Product Page [Ebay via Random Good Stuff]
