Sit down, spread, relax, read. (or think, or play games, or whatever)
When the job is done (finally, at times) you set aside your distraction and start going about that hygiene thing.
Only to remember the new roll is sitting on the counter in the kitchen.
No one around.
Nothing else to do.
Do That Walk, to pick up the new roll.
The thing about That Walk,
king,peasant, sinner, or saint.
No one is graceful, or dignified while doing it.
But everyone has done it.
Probably.
Bwahahaha, this is pure genius! My hero!
ReplyDeleteyou are talking about self-stimulated love? Equality - queen,and all female genders dont do that. change your title..;-)
ReplyDeleteBrilliant! ...and that's why I'd never set in motion anything in a public location Allen... It's bad enough having to perform that ungraceful duck-waddle in the privacy of your own home.
ReplyDeleteWe've all done it, excellent prose.
ReplyDeleteThat's when you hope you're wearing socks. heh.
ReplyDeleteEveryone has done it.
ReplyDeleteHAHAHA. This was brilliant.
ReplyDeleteYes, I have done the waddle before.
great write!
ReplyDeleteYou made it sound so.. deep. Nice.
ReplyDeleteyou make it sound so epic!
ReplyDeleteI don't get this. What are you talking about?
ReplyDeleteAh, the toilet paper walk of shame. Fantastically funny!
ReplyDeletethe great equalizer of society...the most poetic thing I've read in years!
ReplyDeletenice post, keep on posting!
ReplyDeleteNice, reads pretty smooth. You should check out my poetry; i think you'd like the stream of consciousness style i use a lot. It'd probably be right up your alley.
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