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happy bidet!

Hi! I’m Happy! Happy Bidet!

Did you know bidet is French for ‘pony’? The picture I just put in your head? You’re welcome!

I was born so that Stoaty would never again have to observe a minion’s natal day with a post about a one hundred year old unsolved cutthroat murder!

Yeah, see, this is what happens when I don’t have a deadline and I’m sitting in front of a cup of coffee and a nice, fresh copy of Photoshop. Yeehaw!

 

 

 

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Comment from S. Weasel
Time: September 26, 2007, 9:46 am

Two items via the Corner:

Furries versus Klingons in the Second Annual bowling tournament in Atlanta. Nerd overload.

Plus: North Korean Insult Generator, using actual phrases cribbed from North Korean propaganda pieces. If you aren’t checking in with the DPRK’s press releases from time to time, you’re missing a boatload of comedy. Chock full of nutty goodness!


Comment from S. Weasel
Time: September 26, 2007, 10:27 am

New Caledonian crows can plan ahead to solve a problem, say New Zealand researchers, who put meat behind bars and gave the birds access to a stick too short to reach the food. Six of seven birds tested used the short stick to reach a longer one, which they then used to get their treat. The crows make and use tools in the wild, but in this case they extended the idea “tools get food” to “tools get tools get food.” Such complex reasoning had been seen only in primates before.

Smithsonian Magazine

Video here. We’ve talked about crows before, right? I had two pet crows when I was a kid. Smart bastards. Very smart.


Comment from Gibby Haynes
Time: September 26, 2007, 10:59 am

Wait, there’s a New Caledonia now?


Comment from Pupster
Time: September 26, 2007, 11:05 am

So who is getting a french pony for their b-day?

Wait…what?


Comment from nbpundit
Time: September 26, 2007, 11:17 am

Now that is just funny!
Heh™


Comment from Lokki
Time: September 26, 2007, 12:19 pm

1. Catherine the Great never had a pony; she went straight to a horse. There’s a lesson in there somewhere, girls.

2. The Lokkis have two of these http://www.cleanishappy.com/ – the Jasmine model with the heated power seat, and the remote control. Yeah, but it’s ahem, addicting. Pulses and oscillates!

3. Crows are very smart. During our last visit to Tokyo, we noticed that there were a LOT of crows around our friend’s appartment. Midori-chan explained that it was trash day. The crows know what day that the trash is put out and move around the city on a schedule that matches the trashmen’s. They don’t follow, they anticipate.

4. Klingons and bidet’s in the same post was just a coincidence, right? 🙂 if not:

You swollen-headed running dog, you would be well advised to behave with discretion


Comment from S. Weasel
Time: September 26, 2007, 12:31 pm

Wow. I bet the Lokki family has uncommonly clean genitals.


Comment from porknbean
Time: September 26, 2007, 1:00 pm

A toilet that washes the nether regions? I can get by with toilet paper. I want a toilet that self cleans.


Comment from Christopher Taylor
Time: September 26, 2007, 1:35 pm

My little bidet?

Seriously do you have to use a towel after one of those? It seems like it would be more messy than not using one. Judging by the French, they agree.

And a bidet that pulses and occilates? Does the wife spend a lot of time in the bathroom er, bideting?


Comment from Dawn
Time: September 26, 2007, 1:43 pm

My husband and I have a tradition to wish eachother a Crappy Birthday. I have birthday issues.


Comment from Lokki
Time: September 26, 2007, 2:27 pm

Well, actually you’d be amazed at the number of compliments I receive on that very subject, weasel … 🙂

Seriously though, these things are de rigeur in Japanese homes now. Everyone has one. You have to keep up with the Suzuki’s you know. And really,it’s sort of like the ‘taking your shoes off when you enter the house’ thing.

Once you’ve thought about it and realized how dirty it is to wear your shoes in the house, it’s hard to go back.

Plus it’s a nice comfy thing. Temp adjustable heated seat. Water spray temp, pressure, and position are adjustable. Plus it pulses and vibrates, which I’m told is quite an attraction.


Comment from Lokki
Time: September 26, 2007, 2:31 pm

Oh, and having just seen Chris question – it actually has a bottom dryer with adjustable fan speeds and heat and a separate deodorizer fan which pulls, uhm, smells into a charcoal filter.

And in answer to the second question, yes, it seems to be quite the attraction.


Comment from porknbean
Time: September 26, 2007, 2:49 pm

Hmmm….a bottom dryer. The thought of wiping down a wet ass with a towel each time, was off-putting. A dryer I could do.


Comment from Steamboat McGoo
Time: September 26, 2007, 4:15 pm

I gotta move outa this cave.

I suspect that, if I was sittin’ down doin’ my bidness and something squirted water at my junk, there would be a McGoo-sized exit hole in the ceiling.


Comment from Steamboat McGoo
Time: September 26, 2007, 4:40 pm

But I REALLY, REALLY want one of those remote controls – with a range extender. Then I want a list of households that have these toilet-seat thingys installed. Hee, hee!


Comment from Dawn
Time: September 27, 2007, 1:00 am

I got an accidental bidet just tonight. I went shopping and had to take three kids into the bathroom with me. They were goofing off climbing under the stall doors. I leaned forward to yell at them to get off the disgusting public bathroom floors and the automatic toilet flusher flushed. My whole butt got wet. Very unpleasant!


Comment from Dawn
Time: September 27, 2007, 1:23 am

Heh. The sidebar says I went sh…


Comment from Steamboat McGoo
Time: September 27, 2007, 3:39 am

“Heh. The sidebar says I went sh… ” -Dawn-

…and it was right!


Comment from Gordon Thomas
Time: September 27, 2007, 9:38 am

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Comment from Dave in Texas
Time: September 27, 2007, 2:56 pm

First time I ever saw one was in my hotel room in Sao Paulo. I had heard of them, but never seen one.

I was puzzled at first, then I saw the hot water faucet, and I said “that ain’t no damn water fountain”.

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