Why, Thank You for Your Permission!

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We buy toilet paper. TP. Loo roll. Bog roll. Bum wad. Or my new favourite: shit tickets.

Isn’t that great? Shit tickets. I’m so using that next time we run low. “Hey, honey? Buy some more shit tickets next time you are out!”

“Hey, honey? I used too many shit tickets and blocked up the jacks again!” [Jacks being the Irish term for the toilet – of which there are wayyyy too many slang terms for me to list.]

I bet you buy TP, too! Unless you steal it from work. I’m not judging.

What I bet you don’t have is specific instruction on what to do with your new purchase.

  
I’d never have figured it out on my own. Whew, I can poop now! Thanks!

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  1. Did you have to play a lot of Skee-Ball to get the ish-tickets (yeah, at work…damn language!)?

    I got take out the other night, the box said:

    Hot food.
    Enjoy.

    Such enthusiasm, right? Like “here’s the food. now eat” 😀

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