There are these things people refer to as "great mysteries". Usually it's defined by something that is unexplainable, either because nobody can adequately explain it with our current understanding of how the world works, or because it has not been observed enough times to be properly studied. Examples include why there are an odd number of socks in the world, why women demand men put the seat down (we have to put it up to pee, you should have to put it down to pee, we're just treating you as equals), the existance of eyebrows, and why Jeff keeps posting on his blog when nobody reads it.
Today, I am here to present you with another so-called "great mystery". Where does all the toilet paper go? The past few weeks, I have replaced the toilet paper 3 times, if not more. All over the course of 2 weeks, _maybe_. It's probably been shorter than that. Does that not warrant some investigation? I could have sworn that I replaced the roll 2-3 days ago. Today, what do I find? An empty roll. "How is that possible?" I ask. Deep, empty silence answers me. I realize I am the only one home and wonder why I bothered to wait for an answer. Or better yet, why did I ask the question out loud? (that is another great mystery to be solved in the next installment)
So I put it to you, dear readers. Today I replaced the roll again. When I replace it again, you'll know how quickly it disappears. "Where does it go?" you might ask (only if you're at work and you're bored). The great toilet in the sky is my only guess.
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