Please allow me to take you back to the scene of this crime.
It occurred one innocent afternoon while I was unpacking and organizing the upstairs guest bathroom.
I was sorting through a pile of lotions and soaps when out of nowhere the Bubbers monster came swooping in on us, leaving complete and utter destruction in his wake.
Thoroughly unprepared for this sudden attack, I watched helplessly as it headed straight for the side of the cabinet.
The poor toilet paper tried so hard to get away, but it was too late.
The Bubbers monster captured him and before I knew what was happening, it was all over.
The poor toilet paper was a mere shadow of his former self and as I desperately tried to put him back together, I decided I just had to post about it for his dear, unraveled sake.
So in an effort to contain the infamous Bubbers monster while I took documenting footage of the product of his fury, I put him in the bathtub.
Because the Bubbers monster loves the bathtub.
And (to the relief of toilet paper rolls everywhere) the Bubbers monster cannot get out of the bathtub by himself.
So I felt confident in getting my camera and taking pictures of the poor, assaulted tissue paper.
And while I took pictures, I noticed the Bubbers monster sliding over to the water knob.
And fiddling around with it.
But I didn’t bat an eye, because I knew for a fact that he didn’t know how to turn the water on.