Mark Twain (via kari-shma)
When sharing a bathroom with someone else, toothpaste is shared, especially if it’s huge. And because of the size of its container, life is amazing and dandy! You will never run out of toothpaste even if you share it with 5 other people! However, life is not that perfect…
One day, the container will lose its shape and begin to look like an anorexic victim. It always gives and gives, but never (or refuses because of those small holes) receive. So, a new one, a new victim is needed for us to thrive on every morning and every night (and during the day if you eat something really gross).
Then, it is a battle! A battle between the people that use the toothpaste. You keep using the damn thing until the last possible squeeze and you hope that you always get the last squeeze so the other person is forced to get a new one, and you wake up the next morning to a brand new container! The two of you try to prove to each other that you can make it through that morning or night, you can still extract enough toothpaste to wash your teeth! And you hope to god you are the last one as you do it.
I think my prayers have been answered *evil laugh*.