This is really eye-opening. I didn't even think about how selfish she was being. I had a full roll of tp and tp reloads right next to the can. I have two bathrooms upstairs and one downstairs that she could have used.
I mean, this crap was the hurricane katrina of shits. She only single flushed too, so remnants of the damage remained floating in the swamp like crap lagoon. I was fearful that a freaking croc would jump out at me.
I was so scared. If, God forbid, hanky panky time comes around I will only think of the category 4 130 mph crap speeds. I just don't know if I can put my junk near that crap hole. I think I have post traumatic shits disorder and I may need to reach out to a colleague for therapy. Yeah...I'm breaking up with her. I'm going to be honest with her and say: "It's not you it's that crap you took last night...think of the children for god's sake."
It is the right thing to do. I can't be with someone so selfish.