What the fuck, man? You got twelve packs of toilet paper there, okay? Twelve rolls in each pack. Twelve times twelve…that’s 144 rolls of toilet paper. You know what kinda message that sends?
It says, ‘I’ve got IBS. There is shit leaking out of my ass right now.’
I mean, it’s better than just buying one roll. That says, ‘I gotta take a dump and I can’t wait until I get home.’ But, fuck, man, 144 rolls.