Post #2125440

My housekeeper keeps folding our toilet paper in an aesthetic manner. Every day after she leaves I am surprised by yet another piece. Their complexity persistently increases. That's beautiful, Mrs Danvers, but how do you expect me to wipe my butt in good conscience with this origami artwork you made? Talk about mixing the sublime with the abject. Her ephemeral and transgressive statement is sadly wasted in our lavatory.