I witness

I saw that your frat house got TP’d. The perpetrators did an exceptional job, as the waves of quilted two-ply looped high in the trees and cascaded along hedges. I admit that I expected this display to be followed by days of toilet paper in the streets and wads clinging to rain-soaked branches—especially since your parties inevitably result in a scattering of red plastic cups and liquor bottles. Instead, you defied stereotypes. By the end of the day, you had gathered up and discarded every last bit of wayward TP. Kudos to you for keeping this residential neighborhood neat and TP-free.

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