Toilet ghost
It was 3 a.m. He sat on the toilet half asleep, his eyes small. Suddenly... Cold. He raised his head—he saw a ghost standing in front of him, staring at him. In his right hand: a green toilet paper. In his northern hand: a red toilet paper. He said in a quiet voice: "Select."
About Toilet ghost
It was 3 a.m. He sat on the toilet half asleep, his eyes small. Suddenly... Cold. He raised his head—he saw a ghost standing in front of him, staring at him. In his right hand: a green toilet paper. In his northern hand: a red toilet paper. He said in a quiet voice: "Select."