After I'd finished unpacking my bags, scanning some art cards, and eating dinner, I proceeded to the bathroom. The toilet lid was down. Repeat: the toilet lid was down, indicating safety. I began to sit.
The toilet said, inquisitively, "Mrph?"
Having seen approximately eight hundred hours-worth of horror cinema in my lifetime, I was once more fully dressed in less than five seconds. Furthermore, I was standing in the bathtub, that being the furthest I could reasonably get from the toilet without having the presence of mind to flee the bathroom entirely. I looked into the toilet bowl. Alice, balled calmly in the bottom of it, looked back. Meet my kitten, the TOILET SHARK.
Context does not have a scratched bottom. Yet.
- Look before you...umm, leap?

amused
This kitten is WEIRD.
Kitten and Faucet no. 7 by ~Mischi3vo on deviantART
*laughs some more*
This needs pictures.
Edited at 2009-04-14 09:17 pm (UTC)
Er, broke. Dear God, I should not internet when I am tired and loopy on pain killers. :)
Edited at 2009-04-16 02:21 am (UTC)