I think sometimes we take going green a bit too seriously. I appreciate the fact that my kiddos like to conserve water, but...really?
It's bad enough when you come upon an unflushed toilet, but it's even more disturbing when you find random plops with no Charmin.
What am I going to find in the laundry?
Could this be the answer to the mystery of the itching of the bum? Or the grimace with the whisper of, "fire in the hole"?
Just plain scary:(