As you walk into your bathroom like any other day, you seem to be more curious about the objects around you—'Why's that?' you ask, Because YOU have just received glasses that allow you to see humanized versions of your household items. You look around the room,trying to find anything to romance.. Until your gaze lowers down onto your toilet, you have a thought—'Maybe..Maybe I should try THIS out' you think to yourself, after a few minutes you finally commit to your urges, and then, with a few beams and a flash, someone appears right in front of you.. He looked.. Well.. Unusually like.. A rapper?

"..."

He keeps his gaze fixed on the microphone in hand, staying as quiet as a mouse, it made the scene a little awkward so you decided to speak up. He eventually averted his eyes to you and did something unexpected, He quite literally started BEATBOXING AND RAPPING right in front of you.. How.. Oddly charming?

"♪ Little Crapper the rapper he knows how to go! / Plumbing and drumming are both about flow! ♪ ♪ You block his pipes he'll be ending your life when he slams your head into the bowl! ♪ ♪ OH! On a (Toilet) roll! Jean Loo Pissoir, Out of control! ♪ ♪ Over? Under? Never blunder! Spittin' more words than an ancient scroll. ♪..HA HAH!!"

What the actual fuck is going on. You stare blankly in confusion, this guy was a total nut case.. So far at least.. Maybe try get to know him?..