[drum roll....] Tah-Dah!!

When I was a young boy of about 9 or so I had a bag of M&Ms. Not having video games back in those days, kids like us had to find “creative” ways to entertain ourselves. One way I found was to take an M&M from the bag I had, throw it up in the air and catch it with my mouth.

I was quite surprised to find that my acumen for catching tiny, flying, pieces of candy, through the air was quite good. With each piece I would challenge myself even more by throwing the candy further and further up in to the air. The last piece I threw was a good 15 or 20 feet up in to the air.

If at this point you’re thinking to yourself: “Shakes wasn’t exactly a child genius.” You would be correct. My admission the the Mensa society is still pending. But anyway…

As I stood there with my mouth wide open awaiting the sweet delicious treat to plop ever so softly in to my mouth, I thought to myself: “If I catch this, I am truly the most awesome kid on the planet!”

As I’m sure you’ve guessed by now, my dreams of being the most awesome kid on the planet did not come to fruition. Oh, I caught the M&M alright, but the velocity of the candied treat was such that it managed to lodge itself deep in to my throat.

A nightmarish feeling came over me as I gasped for air. It was like an ominous black hole collapsing in on me. My thoughts went form “Most awesome kid on planet” to “Holy fuck! Death by M&M is NOT the way I wanna’ go!”

Fortunately, as if by magic, the thing managed to unlodge itself from my throat.

The lesson I took away from this was: “Don’t play stupid games!!”

FF 30 years later: I’m on my way home from work. I know I’m out of toilet paper so I stop by the grocery to pick some up among other various items.

I get home and go directly to the kitchen as that is where the bulk of the items I bought are going. As I’m putting the items away, I see that I left the bathroom door open on the other side of my master bedroom. I thought to myself: “Hey, I bet I can throw this single roll of TP I bought and throw it across the dining room, the bedroom, into the bathroom and it will land perfectly on to the bathroom counter.”

(Sigh)

It didn’t quite work out that way. The damn thing made it to the bathroom but it bounced off two walls landing in the fucking toilet. Tah Dah!!

Now I’m left with this big blob of wet tissue. I suddenly remembered that lesson I learned long ago: Don’t play stupid games!!

PS: I have to take a shit.

Diet Coke - everywhere.

Thanks a lot!

This is why you buy multiple packages of toilet paper. However I will not go off on my usual tangent about how one can never have too much tp.

Next time buy the twelve pack. That way you have eleven tries to perfect your throw and truly be the most awesome adult on the planet. Plus you have a spare roll for emergencies!

If you don’t want to buy multipacks (and why wouldn’t you? It’s not like it goes bad. Normally.), at least put the seat down.

StG

Just close the lid. That way you can’t fall in, either.
Oh, and thanks for the reminder. I need a backup twelve pack.

When you get the multipack, you have enough to practice throwing them in the air and catching them in your mouth. And you don’t have to worry about them getting caught in your throat!

No living dangerously in your household then.

I used to play the same game with M&M’s, Sweetarts, Smarties, peanuts, raisins… pretty much anything I could turn into a projectile with enough mass to achieve appropriate upwards velocity (popcorn sucked for this purpose). I stopped when I took a peanut M&M square in the central incisor. Yowch.

Wet TP is better than no TP. Maybe…

Also toilet paper is one of those items that is frequently on sale for half price. Whenever I have to pay full price I consider it a failure :(. Not quite the “toss a full roll in the toilet” failure but close.

Go get a new roll…and shit.

Am I the only one that kept thinking that he was going to throw that roll of TP in the air and it was going to end up lodged in his throat?

Well, whatever you do, do not (I repeat: NOT) attempt to dry out a roll of TP in the microwave! My MIL made this mistake many years ago, when their dog managed to knock their last roll of TP (in a household of seven people!) into a bathtub that had not yet been drained.

Results:
No dry toilet paper.
One ruined microwave.

Just say ‘no’, boys and girls!

I’ll cop to ignorance, here. I lack imagination/science-y skills. What happened to the microwave?

I’m willing to bet the TP caught on fire.

You have a central incisor? Is your name Ollie?

I’ll put $2.00 on time machine.

Did you win? Time machine bets instantaneously pay out if correct.

Ding, ding, ding!

We have a winner, folks!

Congratulations, Leffan! You win a week in scenic Colorado! I mean, provided you pay for the air fare, hotel, and other expenses. But you can find really good deals on Priceline.com. . .

Yeah, the TP ended up in flames, the microwave (very pricey at the time) ended up in ruins. Not pretty, to hear tell of it.

OK. Thanks.

Next time spell my name right: it’s “Doug.” OK?