“I need to pee I need to pee I need to PEE!”
I came running into the apartment, dropping my purse and jacket on the dining room table and yelling a brief “Hello” to my roommate in the kitchen. She yelled back, “We’re out of toilet paper!”
“So?” I replied, “I’m peeing.” I almost instantly realized what had happened, and laughed. When I came out, I said to her, “Yeah, I’m still a shaker, not a wiper. Standing up to pee is awesome. But I think it’s really sweet you forgot that!”
Her reply, “Well, I don’t know your routine!” just made me laugh harder.
(I make no apologies for my utter fail at French. It’s one of the many languages I was unable to learn in school.)