The Resident Fan Boy was leaving the drugstore with a large package of toilet paper and some boxes of tissues when the stranger confronted him.
"Toilet paper," he sneered.
The RFB was baffled and off-guard. "It was on sale," he protested.
"Stocking up, eh?" said his accuser. "You're just feeding into the panic."
There's not much you can say to such people, I guess. The Resident Fan Boy shrugged, and headed home.
Graduated Layers
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Graduation season is upon us, my friends, and I for one couldn't be
happier. Not only do I get to revel in the fact that I'm a "prefessional
adult" who's...
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