My family and I were on our way home from St. Louis on a Saturday night. It was sleeting the entire way home and we were supposed to get bad snow back in Kansas City. But we legitimately needed toilet paper…we were down to one or two rolls at home and didn’t know if we’d be stuck inside Sunday and Monday. So we bought a cheapie 4-roll pack at a Flying J truck stop near Warrenton.
We didn’t have to buy more toilet paper until the following Friday…I’d like to think of that 4-pack as wiping the multitude.
(C) 2014 Terry L Blastenbrei Jr