You can tell a woman lives there, there is paper on the holders.
Ha, that’s great!
I see nothing remarkable about that.
Um…could have used that the other day.
Evidently in Hong Kong, someone must steal all the TP at night…from every stall.
Guess who was stranded by himself at 10.30pm in the school restroom sans Charmin? Teaches me ( I mean him) to work late right before the end of a semester!
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