Funny story, I had a roomate years ago that used a washcloth to wipe his ass, when we first moved in together, we used to go in on tp and shit like that, but with this dude literally using two rolls of tp every day, I just couldn't see foot ing the bill for all that asswipe, he was also a crack addict and never had money for anything else, hell one time our landlord came over, we gave him the rent and then he sat down at our little poker game and lost all of the rent money we gave him right back to us, we spent the money oin crack and smoked him out, I can still remember the look on his face when he left, that oh shit, I gotta go tell the old lady I finnaly got the rent money from these crack heads and then lost it all in a poker game with them, I am sure he did not tell her he was smoking crack too, but anyway, the peterpuffer as he came to be called by all his closest friends, always used to have a shitty wash cloth in the bathroom that he would just rinse out after he wiped with it, I took to stashing a roll of toiliet paper in my room and only taking it in the bathroom when I needed to shit, it kinda sucked when we had company, because if they were girls that I liked I would let them use some tp, and then the peterpuffer would be all like, dude you told me you didnt have any, and I would be like, shit dude, you still owe me for the last roll, the food I bought, the bill money I loaned you, ect ect, so he got into debt with this dude who was not fucking around so I got the heads up and moved out, dude got the shit beat out of him, stero sega cd system (long fucking time ago) and all his other shit took, then set up a deal with a narc and wound up in prison where he was quickly turned into a koolaid make up wearing punk.
Moral of the story, don't use a washcloth to wipe your ass unless your the peterpuffer, then you are cool.
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