Even as a child, I could never understand what was so wrong about squeezing the toilet paper. Weird, yes, but not wrong. The advertisements were effective, though, for whenever I went to the grocery store with my mother I wanted to squeeze the toilet paper. And can’t we all agree that Mr. Whipple was much preferable to those bears who apparently wear underwear under their fur?
Inspired by work, where our boss is known as “the E.D.” When I heard someone complaining about the E.D. one day, I asked if they had tried one of those little blue pills. They didn’t get it.
I’ve always thought I would enjoy running a used bookstore, but my editorial decisions, such as the one above, might hamper my commerce.
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