Monday, April 2, 2012

Follow the TP Trail

Waking up to some white stuff spilling out of the master bathroom and into the bedroom, we had to quietly follow the trail. It led out the door...


through the hall...

 

and into another room, where at the end sat the nonchalant culprit.

 

He exited with casual unconcern, almost as if to say, "Don't know how this happened!"

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