You have to hand it to the Japanese - when it comes to high-tech and gadgets there is no farther frontier than the land of the rising sun. Never is this as apparent as when one for the first time places one's rosy cheeks on the crowning jewel of toilet technology - the washlet. A pleasant warmth spreads through your lower regions as the preheated seat silently greets you and automatically starts the ventilation fan. As you look down to your right you note the flashing lights and shiny buttons of the control panel, making you feel more like you're about to supplement the captain's log than to defecate. After doing your business, a few key presses guides a jet-stream of warm water with pinpoint precision to the general area of your unmentionables, making the concept of toilet paper join bedpans in the ranks of obsolete toiletries we'd rather just forget about.
In short, washlets rock.
Also Godzilla watches over you as you poop.
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I'd have Godzilla guarding me while pooping any time of the week!
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