The Bathroom Tree™ is a tradition in Chez Magnetobold ever since the first Bathroom Tree tickled our tooshies way back when…
Ever since then the bathroom hasn’t been so pine fresh but damn it makes a racket.
And it is rather convenient as now I can hear the bells tinkling when Boo is in the toilet and I can
scream out lovingly remind him to piss in the motherfucking toilet or wipe his arse with toilet paper and not the fucking wall.
Man, Bathroom Tree™ you are looking mighty dishevelled there. And bald. Hmmm… are you missing a FUCK TONNE OF BELLS OMG BOO IS NOTHING SACRED?
Well if he has eaten them at least we will hear him coming…
Michael Jackson Santa is still my favouritist of my Santas.
Some say I am mad.
Some say that two trees in the bathroom is a tad excessive…
I need a mini Michael Jackson Santa for the Mini Me Tree.
I say, Bathroom Trees™ are perfectly acceptable.
Now a tree in the laundry might me a little over the top.
Notice the signs? Yet the washing STILL ends up on the floor…
Fuck I love Christmas.