Bowled Over

Living with JennyJenny8675309 means, among other cool things like a permanant stock of ice cream and lots of power tools, that toilet seats are never left up in our house.

So, you can imagine the suprise when my bum was shocked awake by the Artic cold of toilet water this morning.

"Yiieeeeeehhhhhha," is a pretty close approximation of what I said. Then, "Holy Christ, what the fuck? Goddamnit, shit fire asshole."

Suddenly there was a polite knock at the door. "Mees, es you okay?" Ah hah. Contractors. JennyJenny's having some new flooring put in.

"Yes, thank you. Just the toilet seat was up, and that doesn't happen much around here, so, you know, it's cold. "

Blank stare. I was trying to find the Spanish word for toilet seat to no avial. Anyone know? They're going to be around all week, so it's best we get this straightened out now.

In the Comments section, tell me if you know the Spanish word for toilet seat. Muchas gracias.