The Road Less Traveled
I needed a paper towel to use as a napkin after I got a piece of cookie dough out of the refrigerator. I thought there were two paper towels left on the roll, but there was only one, and I saw bare tube."Uh oh," I said.
"Uh oh what?" Gloria asked.
"Nothing," I said, hastily trying to wrap the paper towel back around the tube.
"You!" she said. "Don't put that back on the tube! You have to get a new roll!"
"Sure, it may look that way," I said, walking into the next room. I rummaged through the drawer and returned with--a piece of scotch tape.
I taped the last paper towel so that it would stay on the tube. "There," I said. "Still usable."
"I can't believe you'd do that," she said. "I've been taking the high road after that toilet paper incident."
"Well, as you travel the high road, I hope you have time to wave at me in my hammock on the low road," I said.
I think she said "Arggghh!" or something after that. I'm not exactly sure.
It's hard to hear from the low road.
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