I walk out of the bathroom and ask Mr. Darcy, “When did we buy that toilet paper? During the Depression?!”
“Yes. It was on sale at Target.”
“Well, it makes my vagina cry.”
Seriously. Our 24 roll pack of toilet paper is like, one-ply. It boasts of “1,000 sheets per roll. Now we know why! AND WE HAVE 24 ROLLS OF IT.
Damn sale price lured me in.
I miss Charmin.