Thursday, September 02, 2004

Maturity

Did you know that I'm such a grownup that I have toilet paper almost all the time now? Well, it's true.

I like to take minor data points like this and infer conclusions with almost no basis in fact. I have toilet paper: therefore, I am a grownup.

I can't help but think that this is just a more advanced version of the weird OCD games I used to play as a child. "If I don't get to the curb before the walk light changes, then God doesn't exist." What kind of an eight-year-old thinks that way? Answer: A crazy one.


// posted by Jennie SMASH! @ 9:46 AM
Comments:
What's your tp substitute of choice? Paper towel?

For the record despite the pictures of Fatsuit you're more then funny enough to charm the pants off boys. Literally.
# posted by Blogger Gentleman Pirate : 2:42 PM
 
Ah! Well, that explains the pantless men who keep following me around. I thought it was some sort of a protest.
# posted by Blogger Jennie Smash : 2:58 PM
 
Answer: Me. I used to play those games too. And I still do, sort of.
# posted by Blogger Megs : 2:59 PM
 
It's all my fault. I confess. When I am not bashing toilet brush sniffing spiders I am out buying toilet paper. Or organizing the trash. Or trying to determine exactly how many glasses of milk are left in the carton. You see what i mean? Totally my fault. Come to think of it, Grammy is at fault too. All that wiping of door handles.
Love,
Ma Smash (excuse me, I have to go check to see if I left the coffee pot on. I have only checked 7 times today and I'm getting nervous.)
# posted by Anonymous Anonymous : 1:49 PM
 
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