The Lone Toilet Stall

I mentioned in my "25 Random Things" that we have a creepy lone toilet in our basement.  Mike's Mom remarked how that toilet kind of defines our house.  I agree, and decided I should take it's portrait sometime before we move.  And there is no time like the present!  Not that I thought anybody wouldn't believe me about its presence, but here it is!

In the background here you can see a fraction of our pile of junk we store down there.  I maintain it would be a lot tidier if our basement was less smelly and creepy.  There are also random tools and pieces of construction debris down there that have never been cleaned up after various renovations were completed.   Oh, and I just noticed how there is a toilet brush on the ground.  That toilet isn't even connected to anything anymore. I don't even want to think about how old the fecal matter on that brush has got to be. 

Here it is, complete with rusty medicine cabinet top left, and ready to be the site of a serial killer's lair. (Couldn't you just see a kidnap victim blind folded and handcuffed to that PVC pipe?) 

I guess I was wrong about the year on the calendar... 1978, not 1973.  Darn. But if you can read closely, it is from a funeral home.  That really adds a little something special, I think.  And if you think about it, why would anybody need a calendar in a bathroom stall in a basement except if they were KEPT down there, and that was how they could keep track of the days.  Eh? Eh?

The lone toilet isn't the only creepy thing in the basement... there are also two "workshop" like rooms that are at the end of the house directly under the porch.  Just more places to hide the bodies! It was too dark and cold for me to take a picture of them, but I think our landlord should consider renting them out for use by movie studios producing horror films.