Teenage Daughters
You may have a point there, although it's not really age-related. As long as I can remember, my father has been obsessed with lavatory paper.
He never gave a shit about what food was on the table or what the house looked like or what was on the television or, basically, anything at all, but if my mother bought the wrong lavatory paper - and "wrong" meant "anything that wasn't the thickest you can get",, he'd go as far as to express an opinion. This usually involved the words "If I wanted to wipe my arse with tracing paper, I'd go down the bus station and have a crap there."
Toby Gymshorts wrote: Are you sure he's hiding when he crouches there? I mean, he is 80.
He never gave a shit about what food was on the table or what the house looked like or what was on the television or, basically, anything at all, but if my mother bought the wrong lavatory paper - and "wrong" meant "anything that wasn't the thickest you can get",, he'd go as far as to express an opinion. This usually involved the words "If I wanted to wipe my arse with tracing paper, I'd go down the bus station and have a crap there."
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