I’m both astounded and conflicted as I sit here in my tree.
I’m seeing a case of stupid as trolleys blow out of stores constantly.
Three ply packs of bog rolls headed for the thunder box, loo, crapper and dunny; Who knew toilet paper could cure the flu? Not me.
Australia the land of movies about toilets, remember Kenny.
Where you get a fair go if you have a go-ooee. As you sit there on your throne all content relieved and free.
Was bad enough after the fires destroyed all our trees.
Go back to your toilet rolls – keep your hands off my gum leaves.
David Norton, Wonthaggi.
Keep your hands off my gum leaves