That Thing and the toiwet...

Not that I want to tell tales of That Thing just a day before his purrthday, but do you know what he did?!
This morning I was sweeping peacefuwwy and dweaming of cans of stinky goodness and wots and wots of BBQ pork when I heard swurping sounds coming fwom the toiwet.
Mine Mummy never makes swurping sounds when she uses the toiwet, so I had to get up and investigate.
And you know what I saw?
That Thing....That Thing...was dwinking for all he's worth, fwom the toiwet bowl!
EEEUUGGHHH!!!!!!
Wemind me never ever ever to kiss him.