Dad came down from upstairs and met Kimi with a very concerned look on his face.
“I was afraid of this”, he intoned seriously.
“Afraid of what”, asked Kimi.
“Look at this”, Dad continued as he held out his hand. In it was a wad of wet chewed paper towels. “TP was just a gateway paper product. Mongo has now moved up to paper towels!”
Dad swept his forearm to his forehead in mock travesty.
Kimi smiled, and added, “Don’t worry Dad. Perhaps you could get him to go to a papyrus anonymous meeting.”