Nothing like a nice melting (or burning) plastic seat to conform to your buttocks and leave you with 3rd degree burns and embedded plastic butt panels.
So then when you say “You’re in my seat.” and they say “I don’t see your name on it.” You pull a Cinderella on their buttocks (no pun intended) and have a little competition to see whose butt fits the seat. Brilliant!
Sad! Are you kidding! That chair is now immortalized on one of the greatest websites of all time! Furthermore, due to the response, this is one of the greatest posts of all time too boot! All hail the hot seat!
I nice dry, warm seat would be nice.
Are you talking toilet seats?
Whatever kind.
Translation: Sitting in fire in the winter is kind of nice.
Nothing like a nice melting (or burning) plastic seat to conform to your buttocks and leave you with 3rd degree burns and embedded plastic butt panels.
So then when you say “You’re in my seat.” and they say “I don’t see your name on it.” You pull a Cinderella on their buttocks (no pun intended) and have a little competition to see whose butt fits the seat. Brilliant!
It amazes me how even an inkling of an insinuation about buttocks will get everyone responding… I guess we never really grow up do we?
Ha, ha. You said “buttocks.”
Hey, I made my own hot seat after work today!
I am really rather impressed!
I thought about making my own hot seat as well. Only my method involved telling my wife that her “buttocks” did look “fat” in that dress…
You seem to have “hot seat” and “total buttock woopin” mixed up.
You told me to throw it away in the first place, and then you took this picture!
Yes, well, it’s still sad.
Sad! Are you kidding! That chair is now immortalized on one of the greatest websites of all time! Furthermore, due to the response, this is one of the greatest posts of all time too boot! All hail the hot seat!