Omg, you guys.
So, I just totally fourth grade style
almost fell in the toilet.
And it made me realize,
after four glasses of wine & a shot of Maker’s,
it is neither Dudefriend’s lack of toilet lid consideration
nor my drunkeness
but it is the the fact that he is a boy!
And I am a drunk!
And a girl!
That I put my foot in the toilet.
You see, it’s like, he is just used to leaving that shit up because I mean, duh, he lives with his messy-ass-ladies’-man guitarist roommate and they can just piss all over the place and it doesn’t matter because one of them has a girlfriend and the other is an awesome single guitarist.
And I’m a girl. A very tidy girl who kinda has OCD and ALWAYS ALWAYS ALWAYS makes her bed before she leaves her room and moisturizes everyday and ALWAYS ALWAYS ALWAYS closes the toilet seat. Even in public places.
So, it’s really neither one of our faults & the poll is null & void.
Although,
I HATE BOYS AND THEIR GROSS TOILETS I GET DRUNK AND FALL IN. 
Okay.
Fine.
I’m linking back to the toilet incident.
But only because I<3TRAFFIC.
