You know;
the combination of bad fast food (there isn’t a decent restaurant in town in which I haven’t already become supersaturated) and the 80 grit asswipe in the hotel is starting to seriously harsh my mellow.
Wednesday 19 Jan 2011
Painful Demorrhoids.
You could bring your own wipes. Even remote locations normally have stores that sell it.
I could never have survived 2 years in Germany without a supply American TP technology.
The only good thing about crappy toilet paper (heh) is when it rips and you can give yourself a prostate exam.