Phew... thanks for clearing up that knotted panty question :
Well there are two people ahead of you in line, so I'll keep ya posted
But I don't know... If I sell it to you, and it
does happen to fit your mold. The Heavens will open up, Angels will sing, World Peace will ensue, Skinny Elvis will come back from the dead, Unicorns will return and cure cancer, Champagne would fall from the sky, Doors would open, Velvet ropes would part....
And you'll destroy the seat.
If it
doesn't happen fit your mold, the following Gasp will pull those knotted panties clear into your upper gastro-intestinal tract. Then, Judgment Day will ensue(but will be hosted by Dr. Phil), Justine Bieber will become King, Banjo Kazooie will become the only video game available, the dead will rise from the grave, humans will be sacrificed, Dogs and Cats will start living together,
Mass Hysteria!...
And you'll destroy the seat.
I'd kinda like the seat to go to someone who'll actually use it :-\
You know... seeing how "you don't care" and all.