Who Put Sand(paper) Up Their Crotches?
Bad Behavior, Dallas, Language & Words, Pharmacy, Texas, USA | Right | September 23, 2019
(I am at a pharmacy at 3:00 am trying to pick up some toilet paper. There are two people arguing somewhere near the rear of the store and the store clerk is falling asleep at the checkout. It is when I get to the toilet paper section that I discover that the people arguing are standing in front of my goal. Not wanting to get anywhere near this nasty-sounding fight, I go down a few aisles to wait out the storm. That’s when I hear this gem
Lady: “We ain’t buying that s***ty a** s***!”
Guy: “That crap you always buy always gets all up in my a**. We be buying a** wipes, not f****** tissue paper!”
Lady: “I’m not rubbing my crotch with this sandpaper bulls***!”
Guy: “This ain’t nothing like sandpaper. This s*** be tight and it ain’t gonna rub ya raw!”
(I’m an aisle over at this point trying not to laugh too loudly. They’re making sailors proud with their foul language. I’ve never heard such a colorful argument about toilet paper before. They continue this for a bit when the guy drops some math on the lady.)
Guy: “Look right here. This has 200 sheets per f****** roll. There be four rolls in this s***. With five sheets for every hardcore a**-wiping and four hardcore a**-wipings for each s***, this f****** roll gonna last for ten hardcore s*** sessions. That’s f****** forty hardcore s***s for five f****** dollars. And your b****-a** s*** costs f****** ten bucks and I gotta dig the f****** s*** nuggets out of my a** every time I use this s***.”
(They must have heard me laughing at this point as they got really quiet. I don’t know if the guy ever convinced the lady to buy whatever it was. Definitely spiced up my earlier morning.)