Last time I played a game with toilet paper was when we used it to dress Ang in a TP wedding gown at BFF's bridal shower. This game had us pulling off enough toilet paper to wrap around the pregger belly. I tore ten sheets of paper because our hairdresser is a wee little thing. A petite flower. She's about 5'2" and a buck twenty five soaking wet when she isn't with child. But when I held those ten sheets up, it didn't look like much. So what did I do? I wrapped those ten sheets around my own waist.
Oh well. I guess I wouldn't be winning that game just like I hadn't won the other two.
Or so I thought.
Turns out, ten sheets was the winning number.
However, I didn't feel like a winner. I just felt like a barren woman who has the same waistline measurements as a woman due to give birth in less than two months.
And so we left the shower. Immediately.