Tomorrow could be a momentous day at the Johnson household. That’s the day my online order of toilet paper is supposed to arrive. Supposed to. As President Trump says — about everything — “We’ll see.” When this pandemic first hit the United States, toilet paper began flying off shelves. But, I thought, surely this won’t last. After all, I can’t imagine that the bathroom-going habits of Americans have changed all that much. Or have they? “Well, Gladys, I got furloughed for the month of April. If you need me, I’ll be in here pooping until May. Thank goodness we bought […]
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