Life In Quarantine 3: The Papering

Part 3 of extremely fun bloggering, yippee. let's get this shiz over with already. Tissues. Toilet paper. Those two things are interchangeable, right? Kind of? Ah, who cares, the readers of this blog probably don't give two figs one way or another. Heck, why am I even debating the grammatical viability of two words in the English language when the only person who's supposed to be reading this crap cares about nothing but generic travel and food pictures? But enough about identifying criteria that'll net me an easy A+, back to the topic at hand. Toilet paper/tissues. Essentially luxury products during this day and age, much like indulgences were back when the Church was only just realizing its full potential to shamelessly milk their fanbase into paying their way into the afterlife. Anyway, I'm sure you can do the research on the skyrocketing price of "hygienic" products during this socially-disadvantageous (or advantageous, depending on what kind of person you are) time, because I sure as hell cant be bothered to point you in the right direction for this subject. I'm just here to get a grade, buddy. If you wanted a pretty and shallow blog post about some generic, everyday topic, search up the blogs of one of the top achievers in my class, because God knows how much more effort (and how much less emotion) they put into their blogs compared to mine.

Anyway, what was I talking about? Oh, right. Tissues and toilet paper. Here's an appropriate image. Now would you be so kind as to screw off to the next blog post I'm certain you have queued up in your next browser tab?