Annnnd of course I would follow up a laxative post with one about toilet paper, wouldn't I? It's rough! It's tough! And it doesn't take crap off anyone! Wait, doesn't that completely defeat the point of TP? Butt still, it's John Wayne to the 'ol hole rescue! (Hee! I said "butt.") And as my cute new cohort in kitsch was quick to point out (before I even noticed, in fact), though this is actually a late 90's product parody, it still feels like a rather fun, old school gag of the sort I bin postin' 'round these parts now for a coon's age. Plus, the funny Dean McCartney artwork earns itself a Royal Flush Award for that rootin' tootin', sure as poop-shootin', Class A caricature of The Duke. Butt #2, after a dramatic dookie of your own, you may wanna just stick to some Charmin. I'm bettin' that barbed wire on the wrapper is an actual crapper warning, and there's no need'ta be left sore in the saddle as yer skiddin' off into the sunset! Uhh, if ya catch my drift...
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