Okay you guys, I got this. We buy a bunch of mattresses. Yeah, mattresses. We texturize and paint them, then sell them to 2nd-rate New Jersey contractors. For literally hundreds of dollars. What could go wrong?
The way it's teared off makes me hope there was a little kid in the stall who thought this was some sort of gift and excitedly broke it open only to discover an IRL version of the crappy sharpie rendition.