Some people pray for a world without war.  Others to end famine.  I personally pray for the day I can take a crap in peace.

Munch: “Where are you going?”

Toni: “I just have to go bathroom.”

Munch: “Are you going just pee? Or poops?”

Toni: “That is my business.”

Munch: “NO IT’S MY BUSINESS! Oh… you are going poops.”

Toni: “Sigh. Yes you are right.”

Munch: “Here let me give you toilet paper.”

Toni: “Munch, no, give that back to me.”

Munch: “NO I WANT TO GIVE YOU THE TOILET PAPER!”

Toni: “Fine.”

Munch: “Here.”

Toni: “I need more than square munch.”

Munch: “You want another one?”

Toni: “Yes.”

Munch: “Here.”

Toni: “Munch, give it to me.  I need more than one square at a time.”

And with that… she just ran away laughing with the toilet paper.  Leaving me on the toilet to rot.

Toni: “MUNCH! MUNCH!! COME BACK HERE!! I NEED THE TOILET PAPER!”

But she had the nerve to just ignore me.  I could hear The Munch laughing in the other room.  So finally I waddled over to the living room with my pants around my knees… and there I found her.  She had taken all the last of the toilet paper and balled each square individually into tiny little balls.

Toni: “Munch!! Why did you do that? I can’t wipe my bum with dingleberries!”

Munch: “Maybe you can just eat them?”