How often do you swap out a seat for a new one?

Mine aren't exactly on a schedule, or anything. They get replaced when they break (the plastic attachments or feet), the finish comes off, or we get a new toilet. Nothing is as lame as getting a NEW toilet and putting on an OLD seat!

I'm not allowed to buy toilets seats. Many years ago my ex-wife allowed me to pick out a replacement seat. I came home with one of the public restroom type, that have the cutout in the front so guys don't have to raise it up to unleash the golden stream.

FTW!

Good idea.

Do you need a long barrel to get your aim right?

I just like the cold white porcelin against my weenie when I'm standing up taking a leak.

fixed it for ya.

I'm a fan of the padded seats (I have a tender tushy) and after a couple years the cover tends to crack. Then they need replacing promptly, because they start to pinch.

Not all men sit down to pee, Derek... must be a Kiwi thing.

Whenever Toxxic has visited!

When I replace mine, I am thinking of this model.



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Usually only when I can't scrub of the shit stains from the splatter underneath

Most folks change them out when they move into a pre-owned house, then whenever the wife changes decor. I have done remodels on houses with 40 year old toilet seats.

I just got a new seat for the daughters' bathroom and they sell this new kind that doesn't "drop", rather, it has some sort of resistance unit on it so that either or both parts sllooowwwllllyyy lower by themselves. Pretty cool.


BTW, I have a used toilet seat from my 2 teenage daughters' bathroom for sale. Bidding starts at $150.00

Never.

One day Ma says to Pa - Fix the outhouse
Pa says - nuthin wrong with the outhouse
Ma says - yes there is now fix it
Pa grumbles but goes out to looksee
I don't see nuthun wrong says Paw
Ya got to look inside says Ma
Paw looks inside and hollers back
Aint nuthin wrong in here
Ma hollers back - ya got ta stick your head down the hole.
Pa doesn't want to do that but at Ma's insistence he does.
Purty soon Pa yells at Ma - Come here quick, I got my beard caught in a crack!
Ma hollars back - See I told ya it needs fixed, hurts don't it.


That's when

I change the toilet seat when the paint starts peeling and sticking to my ass.

Don't ask how long it took me to figure out there were paint chips stuck to my ass.

Change 'em out ... hell no!! If the last dumbasses who lived here were too stoopid to take 'em with them I say... bonus!!

Uh, is it still available?

Naw, traded it on local CL for a bicycle seat form a girl scout camp, straight trade.....

I suppose it'd be determined by how cheap the previous seat was AND how big an ass you and your SO own? Mostly hers.......