Thursday, November 1, 2012

Toilet Paper

We were running low on toilet paper a while back (a long while back).  When Trent was at the store to pick up a few things, he spotted a great sale on cases of toilet paper.  It was too great to pass up.  So he bought a few.  It wasn't until he brought them home and installed a roll or two that we discovered it was thin one-ply.

Due to our pioneer heritage, we had to buck up and use it up.  We are tough enough to handle any difficulty. With some complaining, that is.  But we kept using it, and kept replacing the empty rolls with wonderfully transparent one-ply toilet paper.

We finally ran out.  And there was great rejoicing in the land.

The Angel carried a roll of toilet paper over to me (I didn't know she knew how to remove it from the holder!)  She help it close to her face.  In reverence she whispered, "Is this ours?"  Confused, I answered in the affirmative.  "Oh," she exclaimed, "I didn't know that!  I like it!"  She gently stroked her face with the new tissue's velvety two-ply softness, and solemnly sashayed back into the bathroom.

Lesson learned.  No more one-ply.

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