Ever come home after a long days work, sitting in rush-hour traffic for an hour and really have to go #1? You're walking up the stairs to your apartment knock-kneed, jumbling the keys in the door, throw your bags and coat on the floor and just run into the bathroom. I'm sure we've all had moments like that, I just had one recently.
But thanks to Walter, when you really need toilet paper, well....it is there.. it's just everywhere. It seems like he somehow has a 6th sense of knowing when you have a bathroom 'emergency' and decides to have rolled all the paper off the roll (no matter if it's a new roll or not) and has strewn it from one end of the apartment to the next.
It's a really nice feeling when you know that you're going to feel the 'relief' when you get into the bathroom...and a nightmare when you have found out what he's done in his spare time and you need to go to the utility closet to get a new roll.
Thanks Walter.
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