Right way.
Wrong way.
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At the local campus, the toilet paper is on the wall BEHIND the, um, seat. Behind, and up pretty high. Unless you’ve got arms like bed slats, you have to twist your body like a pretzel in order to reach it.
I’m not saying what I was doing in there this afternoon, but when I twisted and started to reach, the entire seat slid to the right and I. . . .
Never mind.