Toilet Paper Problem, part 2

Hey! Guess who's back?

Monday is. After the long Chinese New Year holidays, it's time to let that massive blue and depression set in.

But hey, a comic!

Remember in my previous post where I explain the problem I have where I go to the toilet and then there is no toilet paper after my big investment and I had to rely on my bro to help me fetch a new roll? Apparently, my toilet paper problems are still around and they come in this form instead.

In case you haven't known yet, I am the type of person who doesn't know how to use water to clean my ass after poopy time. I mean, I sort of have an idea by now but I still need toilet paper to dry it.

I should really stop giving details to people of how I clean my ass.

Read PART 1 here first.

I wonder if anyone would catch the reference to an old comic of mine in this strip.

I stood there once again like a total idiot while my ass dried up into a scenario where even words fail me.

Ok. I should really stop talking about my ass now.

Come to think of it, I think the problem actually lies in my bro, Jon.

Goddammit Jon.

That's it. I'm never asking Jon to help me get toilet paper anymore.

The best solution: Always check before entering.

Have an great week ahead!