Gather 'round, children, as I tell you the chilling tale of human kind's worst bathroom nightmare: The Curse of the Never-Ending Wipe!
It all begins when you sit down on the ceramic throne. You never know when it's going to strike. It could happen when you are at home, at school, at your job, at the fast food restaurant you just ate at, at the airport, or for those unfortunate souls, in a Porta-potty. You sit there, minding your own business, and just as you are about to finish your business, you accidentally jump the gun and cut off your waste too early! It's too small to continue to push out, and you are running late to whatever you need to do. So, you ready to wipe. And wipe. And wipe. Before you know it, you've wasted an entire roll of toilet paper, the toilet is clogged, and your rear still is not clean! However, not wanting a brown smear on the back of your underwear, you continue wiping. It's all over your hands, there's toilet water flowing onto the floor, and still crap in the crack. You start to go insane. You need to get going, but your butt still is dirty! Seconds turn into minutes as you repetitively wipe your anus. By the time you are done, two rolls of heavy-duty toilet paper are gone, stacked in the bowl and over the lip of the seat. The toilet water leaks everywhere, flowing into adjacent rooms to the one you are in. You are exhausted, your rear aches. You begin to question the morals of your life. At last, the toilet paper comes out clean when wiped. You sigh with relief as you pull up your pants and leave the toilet. Five minutes after leaving the bathroom, however, you get strange stares from the people around you. Strange, agonized, disgusted stares. You realize that although you spent a good portion of time cleaning to prevent such an occurrence from happening, it still happened; your underwear, soiled. And now, you must suffer with streaked underwear for the rest of the day. This is the curse of the Never Ending Wipe.
Remember, the Never Ending Wipe can strike anywhere. The lucky ones have it occur at home, where toilet paper is plentiful, and there is nice clean underwear in the next room over. But for the rest of us, the ones who are trapped in a public place for hours on end, it truly is horrifying. If this should happen to you, may God save you. May God save us all from this Curse.