Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:
I agree. Doing it once or twice would be a caring wife. Doing it hundreds of times would make you his unpaid shit-monkey.
LOL. 100%
There's being a nice spouse, and then there's being a doormat.

Anonymous wrote:Pardon me if this has been asked and answered but...would he get mad if you put on a roll so that it hangs under instead of over?
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Team OP.
OP, I would’ve pretended I didn’t hear him and disappeared out of earshot, to just let him deal with his consequences without.
+1
Anonymous wrote:
I agree. Doing it once or twice would be a caring wife. Doing it hundreds of times would make you his unpaid shit-monkey.
Anonymous wrote:Pardon me if this has been asked and answered but...would he get mad if you put on a roll so that it hangs under instead of over?
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:The downstairs bathroom is my husbands primary bathroom. He NEVER replaces the toilet paper. We have had a million arguments about it. Yet when he goes in there to poop, and he has no TP, I have to rescue him. Every damn time. Well the last time it happened I said “this is the last time. I’m not rescuing you anymore. Keep extra tp in there and you won’t have a problem.”
Well today was the next time. He yelled (in a very contrite voice) “help.” I said “nope. Deal with it.” He pooped then quickly ran upstairs to take a shower. But he did stop on the stairs to tell me what a jerk I was for not getting him the tp.
For those who understand, I’m staying strong.
Perfect place to store those 45 rolls of toilet paper from Sam's Club.![]()
Seriously! I would fill the entire room in a comical way with toilet paper - like barely enough room to navigate to the toilet and sink. I might even attach a little note to the door saying “I hope you have enough”. You don’t have to turn this into a negative. I would totally take this as an opportunity to have a laugh for years to come.
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:The downstairs bathroom is my husbands primary bathroom. He NEVER replaces the toilet paper. We have had a million arguments about it. Yet when he goes in there to poop, and he has no TP, I have to rescue him. Every damn time. Well the last time it happened I said “this is the last time. I’m not rescuing you anymore. Keep extra tp in there and you won’t have a problem.”
Well today was the next time. He yelled (in a very contrite voice) “help.” I said “nope. Deal with it.” He pooped then quickly ran upstairs to take a shower. But he did stop on the stairs to tell me what a jerk I was for not getting him the tp.
For those who understand, I’m staying strong.
Perfect place to store those 45 rolls of toilet paper from Sam's Club.![]()