JAS_OH1
Forum GOD!
I was talking with my friend Cliff who I have known since I was in my 20s and we were reminiscing. I asked him if he remembered my old apartment on the beach when I was about 24, and we both broke into laughter without me saying another word. You see, when I moved into the apartment, the toilet seat in the bathroom was one of those foamy cushioned toilet seats, but it was ripped so that the foam was exposed, and it was brown, stained, and disgusting. Cliff had helped me move and I asked him to go with me to get a new one and put it on for me (I didn't know how to do that stuff and he had tools in his truck). We returned from the hardware store and he installed the new toilet seat (just a regular one, no need for cushioned toilet seats for me thank you). We had put the old toilet seat out by the trash near the end of the driveway. We were sitting in my living room having a beer when this old, beatup blue stationwagon pulled up at the end of the drive. A man and woman got out of the car, look furtively around, and then put that old nasty toilet seat in the back of the stationwagon and drove away. We were both dumbfounded. And it is still a subject for laughter 35 years later.
