[Twinkie]

The toilet papering thing is actually a giving act. I have heard of people who go out after it dries out and collect the bounty and put it in a basket for later use in the toilet (outhouse for all you Yankees and low-scorers on the test). I grew up with a toilet. That's what we called it. We used the Sears and Roebuck catalog torn off page by page as you needed it. I wish someone would have given us a tree full of toilet tissue (that's what we called that, too, when we had the occasion to call it anything). The toilet was a strictly business place. You were in and out so fast the wasps and snakes couldn't react fast enough to get you.

[TexasCowboy]

"We used the Sears and Roebuck catalog torn off page by page as you needed it."

Did you ever notice the boys and men saved the lingerie pages until last?
For one thing, a lot of them were glossy, and didn't serve the purpose real well.

'Course, the main reason was that was the closest thing to Playboy we had!

[TexasCowboy]

Since you probably don't use the outhouse anymore, I can tell you about the eighteen foot python/boa/bushmaster/rattlesnake/mamba with three foot fangs that crawled up the back wall of the outhouse using my back for a brace when I was about six.
I ran faster with my pants down than I ever ran with them up!
From then on I developed a permanent crick in my neck from looking behind me when I was using the outhouse.

[hummingbird]

Dang...y'all used a Sears and Roebuck catalog?! Why didn't we think of that?!

(slaps forehead)