@LordCurlyFries

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There's more than one @LordCurlyFry ?

 

I am legion.

 

To any one that feels identified with it.

 

"Timmy was born on a hot summer day in a toilet paper factory in Boise, Idaho. Originally, he was rather plain looking, but shortly after birth he was dyed a lovely shade of yellow. After an exciting ride on a conveyer belt, Timmy was perfumed and packaged along with eight other rolls, and put into a box to be shipped to the grocery store.


Tushy, Timmy’s best friend, curled up next to him and tried to get some sleep but something was bothering him. “I’m worried,” Tushy said, “I’ve heard rumors about what happens to some rolls of toilet paper.” “What kind of rumors?” Timmy asked, anxiously. “Well…. I heard someone say something about a ’slow, watery death.’ You don’t think that could happen to us, do you, Timmy?” said Tushy. “Of course not,” replied Timmy, “We’re two-ply, the best of the best. We got nothing to worry about.”


Soon Timmy and Tushy found themselves on the grocer’s shelves. Day after day they watched shoppers walk by – ladies with babies, old men holding onto their carts to keep from falling over, little kids who knocked things off the shelves. Then one day a man picked up Timmy’s package. “Hooray! Hooray!” all the rolls shouted.


Timmy laughed as he rode in the shopping cart. It felt just like the conveyer belt. When the man got home he put Timmy and the others in a dark closet and closed the door. Timmy was very sad.


But the next day the man took out the package, opened it up, and took Timmy out. He carried Timmy into the bathroom and put him on the toilet paper holder. Around and around Timmy went. “Wheeeeee!” Timmy yelled. He never knew life could be this fun. What happened next is too sad to write about in a story for children. We’ll just say that Timmy went swimming.
The end."

 

It's a sad story about a paper roll that went swimming

 

Just kidding.

 

Don´t worry mate.

 

tadaaaaaaaaa

 

Bye!