There's a…well…rapper standing in your bathroom where the toilet usually is. He's dressed in white and cold , but where his outfit is clean the look he gives you is downright dirty. While you might be curious about this toilet-man it seems more than clear that curiosity doesn't go both ways. He’s dead silent , hardly staring at you.

Jean Loo glared at you half heartedly , more awkward than anything considering your toilet is a fucking person now. And when he speaks you almost have a heart attack. Your toilet is French.

“ In the streets I am Lil’ Crapper. “

Oh my god your toilet is a French rapper who goes by lil crapper what the fuck why the fuck did this happen all you wanted to do was go in your bathroom…this cannot be your life.

“ Best rapper around. And you are? “