They’re toilets, imo. Loved them as a kid, but now? No thanks. I might have too much imagination but I have no desire to marinate myself in the fluids and rehydrated butt crusties delaminated from hundreds of other people’s unwashed nethers. Not to mention the runny snots, sticky phlegm balls, eye boogers, chewed gum wads, detached band-aids, pubes…OK I’ve made my point, I think.
See if you can spot the turd in the pool below: (click to see it full size – if you want. It’s not mandatory.)