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single-ply toilet paper is the invention of Satan.
Comparitively speaking when you examine the size of a square of toilet paper and, what you are asking it to do, with the size of a square of facial tissue, the intended application doesn't make sense.
You could say it's a load of crap.
Geez, men are such funny chickens sometimes! I stopped for a cup of coffee in a Starbucks that happens to have 2 smoking tables. It was pretty windy and I was fixing my flying all over hair while some guy was about to leave taking his time around his Harley (didn't look like a typical Harley dude, though; I'm not friendly with those). He made a comment about the wind (you see, male forumites, it doesn't take much to start a conversation ), we exchanged a few words, and he decided to also have a smoke and asked if he could join me. However, he "joined" me by sitting at the other table! Poor scared Americans...
We talked a little bit, he asked if I live in this area, told me where he lived, introduced himself, asked for my name, asked if I go there often, lingered around a little bit longer, and left. Granted, he may be married, but a few things made me not think so... First, he mentioned he lived on a golf course (you'd think trying to impress); second, while he was leaving he smiled and gestured to the back seat. What if I had taken him on his offer?! Not that I would've since I was wearing a long dress and high heels (well, I wouldn't have anyway, but he doesn't know that), but it was too close for comfort to his son's neighborhood (which turned out to be mine) and to his own. In other words, not a good idea if he's married...
Maybe he'll lament on some forum tonight how he could've done something, but didn't!
Geez, men are such funny chickens sometimes! I stopped for a cup of coffee in a Starbucks that happens to have 2 smoking tables. It was pretty windy and I was fixing my flying all over hair while some guy was about to leave taking his time around his Harley (didn't look like a typical Harley dude, though; I'm not friendly with those). He made a comment about the wind (you see, male forumites, it doesn't take much to start a conversation ), we exchanged a few words, and he decided to also have a smoke and asked if he could join me. However, he "joined" me by sitting at the other table! Poor scared Americans...
We talked a little bit, he asked if I live in this area, told me where he lived, introduced himself, asked for my name, asked if I go there often, lingered around a little bit longer, and left. Granted, he may be married, but a few things made me not think so... First, he mentioned he lived on a golf course (you'd think trying to impress); second, while he was leaving he smiled and gestured to the back seat. What if I had taken him on his offer?! Not that I would've since I was wearing a long dress and high heels (well, I wouldn't have anyway, but he doesn't know that), but it was too close for comfort to his son's neighborhood (which turned out to be mine) and to his own. In other words, not a good idea if he's married...
Maybe he'll lament on some forum tonight how he could've done something, but didn't!
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smoking tables. It was pretty windy and I was fixing my flying all over hair while some guy was about to leave taking his time around his Harley (didn't look like a typical Harley dude, though; I'm not friendly with those). He made a comment about the wind (you see, male forumites, it doesn't take much to start a conversation 
), we exchanged a few words, and he decided to also have a smoke and asked if he could join me. However, he "joined" me by sitting at the other table!