Y'ever sit down to take a dump and just as you're about to start you notice that there's only about ten sheets left on the roll?
So you sit there, on the brink of possible disaster, hoping as hard as you can that what's about to come out of your ass is a mere plopper and not a full-fledged poo geyser?
And then you poo, and it is, luckily enough, a mere plopper, but...now you have to ration! So instead of the usual 4-sheeters you take, you're stuck using 2...and you're folding them meticulously so you can use that one 2-fer as many times as possible before getting rid of it...
It's a tense moment!
There...now that that's out of my system...how was your dinner? I made Chicken Piccatta...from scratch...beat THAT!