My grandmother had a seat that had a permanent padding on it. Wasn’t fuzzy but I kept wondering how long it had been there as I remember it being there in 1987. They loved these cozies in Japan though and at first I thought it was a novel idea since we’d freeze our butts in the winter but shortly after I got mine I threw it away. Just gross.

What, specifically, is “cosy” about this?!

I read the title as “The Toilet Cosby” and did not know what to expect

I am disgusted, but part of me wants to crochet one because I can.

Somethings are just wrong, this is one of them.

The family poodle will love this, as it drinks in Victorian luxury.