Das Piss Deux..

Here’s more about das piss toilet: you enter by a turnstile paying a 50 cent, the toilet cubicle is at least ten by ten. As soon as you part with the beer you had a few miles back, you press the flush button. For a moment nothing happens. Then there is a sound of a robotic rhythm. A handle pushes out from no where with another hose carrying a tiny amount of liquid soap which it deposits uniformly all across the toilet. Then the handle unfurls a brush which faithfully clears the inside of the commode in one rotary squeak leaving you gasp at what man is capable of. Or not.

Then the handle withdraws activating the powerful jet of water to be sprayed all across making it look almost like new. A beep announces the end of the procedure and a spray of deodoriser completes the marvel. All this with light pop music at the background. If you haven’t left the cubicle by now I am sure they would have had a metal arm which would slowly grab you and shove you out.

If I hadn’t made you want to use this advancement of technology I should only blame my poor descriptive skills.