REVEALED! PittGirl's Own Pittsburgh Potty

I wanted to share this with you. My very own basement Pittsburgh Potty.

Isn’t it beautiful? And disgusting. What? It’s not like I’m ever going to touch that thing, not even with a toilet brush attached to a ten-foot pole.

I want you to know that I didn’t rearrange a thing before I snapped this picture while standing on the bottom step of the basement stairs of my 125-year-old house.

Isn’t that a nice hodgepodge of crap? Christmas tree box. Toy truck. Old tennis racket from my college-playing days. Random outdoor furniture cushions. And a broken Steelers golf bag that my husband tried to repair with Mighty Putty, and failed. Mighty Putty does not, in fact, fix everything. A Christmas wreath thrown casually over it, partly because someone was too lazy to put it with the Christmas decorations and partly because I think my husband is using it as a memorial wreath for his dearly departed golf bag that he REFUSES to let me throw away. Watch for it on CraigsList, and failing that, watch for it to hit the curb one Friday after he’s gone to work.

Regardless, there you have it. My very own Pittsburgh Potty.

And a broken Steelers golf bag that can be yours for the low low price of I’ll pay you five dollars to come and sneak it out of the house without my husband seeing.

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