Toilet Papering
The other day, one of my friends mentioned on Face book that they got toilet papered the night before. That sure put a smile on my face. I loved toilet papering when I was in high school...so much fun. The fun of planning the attack, the thrill of trying not to get caught, and the joy of driving by after wards to view the beauty we had created. Two funny stories come to mind.
#1--Mom's rule was that whoever's friends did the job had to clean it up. One night Mark came home to find the house toilet papered and his name, in big letters, was on the front lawn. He quickly changed the name to Mel and got away with not having to clean it up the next morning.
The other day, one of my friends mentioned on Face book that they got toilet papered the night before. That sure put a smile on my face. I loved toilet papering when I was in high school...so much fun. The fun of planning the attack, the thrill of trying not to get caught, and the joy of driving by after wards to view the beauty we had created. Two funny stories come to mind.#2--The summer I graduated from high school, we went to Alabama for a month to visit my Uncle Jack. The night I got home, the front tree was decorated with toilet seat covers all over it! I'm sorry to say, I don't have a picture of it, but it was awesome--very creative.



