so... here I siit..

[Samuel L. Jackson]

...on the porcelain throne... having done the deed..

Thus arises my problem... I did not replenish the TP after my last deed... I forgot...

My pregnant wife is asleep in the living room...

I have the following within reach:

Prima game guide for Fallout 3

Popular Science

A cardboard tube from the previous roll of tp

2 white rugs and a white hand towel

Guest towels

My boxer briefs and my jorts

A shower curtain

My droid

What would YOU do?

Btw... legs...getting...numb...

[Saint J]

use the rug like brennan huff in step brothers

[Samuel L. Jackson]

Too effing late... I almost couldn't feel my legs and had to improvise... I delicately pried apart the spent roll, using a piece to do the deed crudely enough to stand up and head for reinforcements...

fug you Angus Macgyver!

Further proof I am prepared to withstand the end-times...

[The Saltman]

Get up open the door and get the paper. It's ok this isn't the first time she has seen u with ure pants to ure ankles and ure balls all shriveled up.

[cookinbrak]

Get up open the door and get the paper. It's ok this isn't the first time she has seen u with ure pants to ure ankles and ure balls all shriveled up.

Yes, you must do the " Waddle of Shame"...

[Hawk]

do the cocker spaniel scootch across the floor to the bedroom

[88 Bronco]

amateur

[Razzy]

Get in your shower and wash it down the drain.

[Captroop]

The thread title reminds me of a classic poem, I think by Tennyson.

Here I sit, Broken-hearted

Tried to poo, but only farted

[The Saltman]

Here I sit, Broken-hearted

Tried to poo, but only farted

I hate when that happens

[Scrumtrilescent]

Shoulda used the jorts, cuz those shoulda been retired in 1995.

[Samuel L. Jackson]

Shoulda used the jorts, cuz those shoulda been retired in 1995.

pfft.. I rock the jorts on a daily basis...

[Zcustom]

pfft.. I rock the daisy dukes on a daily basis...

:eek:

[Samuel L. Jackson]

:eek:

Hey... My jorts are at least cargo jorts...