Can you imagine being the people bringing this crap in?
“Mary, I’m taking this abomination to the Goodwill.”
OH MY GOD, MOM. YOU’RE TOTALLY OPPRESSING ME. CAN I NOT HAVE A SINGLE THING THAT REPRESENTS ME IN THIS HOUSE??
*pause* “A bright pink, bedazzled toilet seat where Justin Bieber stares down your crack every time you eat Taco Bell REPRESENTS YOU??”
Not as much as the Selena Gomez one in the basement, but yeah.