Going To The Bathroom

There is still the no-poop-no-fart-stories policy in effect on this blog, but I MUST write about Karl going to the bathroom for the first time, right? I mean, like, crawling to the room which is the bathroom. There's no law that says that you have to go upright... So yesterday all of a sudden he disappeared. I went to look for him and found him in the bathroom, doing his business. Meanwhile he was going through some architecture and interior decoration magazines to get a couple of fresh ideas for his room he's going to move to soon.