content: 5 sisters and me.  The "toilet seat" argument never came up.  2 older and 3 younger. At the age of 5, I stated that I would no longer touch the toilet seat unless...ya know...#2.  After years of sitting down in my "missed-the-target" spray, every one of my sisters would raise the seat after doing their business.   You can't succumb to majority pressure. A democracy is 5 wolves and one sheep deciding what we should have for dinner.  A Republic is one sheep pissing on their toilet seat in the wrong position.