Pink Toliette Paper

initially i wanted chocolate.
plastered to the fouton, pondering the graduate and considering american graffitti, chocolate was the only motivation to leave. once at the white hen and under the pressure of valuables left under an open window, we decided to share a package of fig newtons. we only meant to drive to the lighthouse beach but found ourselves playing minigolf in wisconsin two hours later at sunset. on the long evening drive home we stumbled across shakespeare outdoors, a fox carrying a bunny (a v. odd sillhoutte shape indeed), a fawn, and roles of pink toilette paper. i didnt know they still made pink colored toilette paper!