This is disturbing:
Authorities are considering whether to file charges in the case of a woman who they say sat on her boyfriend’s toilet for two years.
The 35-year-old Kansas woman had been the bathroom for so long, it appeared her skin had grown around the seat. Police say she had to be pried from the toilet with a crowbar and the seat was removed at the hospital.
Kory McFarren, the woman’s boyfriend, told The Associated Press he wasn’t to blame, although he says he should have gone for help sooner. But he says after a while — quote — “you kind of get used to it.”
[via WWMT]
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perhaps she had a lot of reading to do!
Ewwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww.
I think I was behind her in the bathroom line at Mas the other night.
nice editing Thor. was she really on toilette for two year?
i think toilette is french for toilet. they seem similar, at least, and the silent vowels with extra, worthless consonants are a dead giveaway. toiletteauxghe.
my point is that this story is disgusting.
Parlie is French for talky. Actually, toilette is a female toilet.
I love that her skin grew around the toilet seat, like the stories I heard about dogs with rubber bands around the neck.
or…worst diareah ever.
you’re a female toilet.
Ewww de Toilette.
speaking of toilette:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=h5nNppZyiPE
Thanks a lot, guys. The phrase “moist toilette” is now even grosser for me.
um that’s towelette.
you’re a towelette!
don’t foget your moist towelette.
“moist” is such an awesome word
…….on toilette, en pointe……………….?
She must have ordered the anything on the menu at the Guad.
you mean “gottapoopy”?
Belmont Yo eats toilets and poops monsters.
Sounds like a chili relleno episode to me.
relleno
I love that stevie nicks song! I hear she’s coming to the box.
Stevie Nicks is incredible. It’s remarkable that a blind black man can play the keyboards and sing so well. I especially love his album “Songs in the Key of Life.” A masterpiece! Can’t wait to see him at the Box.
I believe you are thinking of Urethra Franklin, Smiles.
/back on topic.
She’s great, too. But I really love Vagina Ross.
/fear a thread descent into female anatomatized soul singers.
it appeared her skin had grown around the seat.
I think I’m going to be ill. for years.
crap.
@24 You mean “for year”, correct?
@23 I love it when she sings in a minora key. So moody!
He should have gotten help sooner? He says this two years later?
/Horrified.
Weel in his defense, he did feed her.
b yo – you are correct, of course. I need to brush up on my Thorspeak.
btw- I discovered who painted the birdies on Graffiti Wall. He’s out of town at the moment, but one of his friends agreed to do Scowly, after I blow him up and print him out.
Cool. He should paint the door to the Hook
this story sounds like an urban legend
30: It was in today’s WaPo: Link. Second story on that page.
i don’t care if it was the lead story on all 3 nightly networks…I am not going to believe this story is real until an interview with this woman or with the EMT who had to pry her off is produced.
i want to see the toilet seat on ebay.
fuck me, no i don’t.
33: Aw, come on, parlie. Surely, you recall the old adage:
No toilet seat
would be complete
without a sheet
of butt-cheek meat.
[bans self]
R. MUTT
that was a urinal
YOU’RE A URINAL.
dont forget to bring a urinal!
urine trouble!
ooooooooh…I am really, reallly drunk. and I haven’t made it to the show yet. wish me luck.
kthxbai
Well, I made it but missed A.D.S., and fuck! was that frustrating. I was on the verge of dancing all night but the other bands never did it for me. So now I have…what? blue legs? blue booty?
@41 Its called Hyper UnMaterialized Party Syndrome (HUMPS) and there are support groups. In fact, there is one meeting tonight at the cafeteria.
/i have the cure.
Beautiful work, b yo! You never cease to tantalize me with your visuals. If I say “I’ll be there!” then something will invariably come up, forcing me to miss it….again. So, I didn’t say it.