A cursory Google Images search suggests Capodimonte has not been active in teh toilet sector. Which is not to say one cannot find hideously ornate toilets:
We have good news on the home-selling front. We have three offers: two full-price, and one $10k over. We’re countering with a request for best and final offer.
Update: I just got a text from the agent. Another bid came in last night. It’s not competitive, but we’ll let them get in on the bidding war.
Many years ago, our neighbor was re-doing his front yard. He’d ripped out all the grass and killed the weeds -- it was just a pile of dirt. He had also set an old sofa out on the curb for trash pickup. It just so happens that I had replaced a toilet that weekend and it was also going in the trash. Another neighbor and I placed the sofa on the front yard and put the toilet next to it, like an end table, then waited for him to return home from work. He was upset that we didn’t fill the bowl with ice and beer.
Nice thread pic caption, Mac.
Happy World Toilet Day, GN!
Did Capodimonte ever do toilets?
Hai, Sven!
A cursory Google Images search suggests Capodimonte has not been active in teh toilet sector. Which is not to say one cannot find hideously ornate toilets:
Good morning, Fatwa! I can only imagine the depths of your disappointment.
Hi ho Hi ho it’s off to work I go. Safe and productive days, friends.
Hahahahahahaha!
Here is my contribution…
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Hai, Cali!
I shall make certain that LambiePieK sees that. 🙂
Update: Her response: “Oh. Dear. God.”
Sure Happy It’s Thursday, Gerbil Nation!
Good morning, Cali, Fatwa, and Sven!
I think I’ve found an anniversary gift for BrendaK and Fatwa:
Oy.
And gevalt.
Well then, here ya go —
It says quite a lot about your country when you have to put out a PSA such as that.
Hai, Paddy!
That turlet is stunningly vulgar; bravo, sir.
Thank you!
If you ever got tired of having it in your bathroom, you could place it in your front yard and use it as a planter.
Good morning, lovely, Brenda!
Good morning, Paddy -- and Miss Mermaid, Teh Sven-ster and Our Mac.
Paddy --
I’d rather take that loo to the range…along with Mr. Mossberg.
We have good news on the home-selling front. We have three offers: two full-price, and one $10k over. We’re countering with a request for best and final offer.
Update: I just got a text from the agent. Another bid came in last night. It’s not competitive, but we’ll let them get in on the bidding war.
That’s terrific, Paddy!
(I hope that BW and RabBeet also wind-up with a bidding war on their hands.)
Same here.
For the trekkies…
Yay Paddy!!
Many years ago, our neighbor was re-doing his front yard. He’d ripped out all the grass and killed the weeds -- it was just a pile of dirt. He had also set an old sofa out on the curb for trash pickup. It just so happens that I had replaced a toilet that weekend and it was also going in the trash. Another neighbor and I placed the sofa on the front yard and put the toilet next to it, like an end table, then waited for him to return home from work. He was upset that we didn’t fill the bowl with ice and beer.
So THIS is what it takes to lure our gentle Brenda to Teh Wheel?
Sounds great on the house, Paddy. What a relief it must be after all the frustration.
I hope you find yourself in a bidding war for your expert services, as well.
I found myself in that situation once, after a discouragingly long period with no job and no decent response to my efforts to find such. It was nice.
I fear I’ve been a pernicious influence, Mac. 👿
Och.
So that’s what happens when a Scotsman fills his pipes with Guinness.
Bidding Wars! Cool!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I certainly hope so!
And both Brenda and Cali came by today--it’s like “Capodimonte” is a magic word or something.
Well, that’s better than thinking it was one of the other words that drew them in.