Bathroom Humor? Part Deux

I was sitting on the throne today and I had just finished my business when I look over and see two empty toilet paper rolls in the dispenser. I realize at this point that I am f-ed, and I frantically begin plotting my next move. I look around on the floor for any scraps of tp I may salvage. Nothing. Newspapers or magazines? Not a chance. After more thought, I decide I have two options: 1. I can wait for someone to come in and ask them for help. "Hey man, uhh...little help here please. I need tp for my bunghole." or 2. I can do the pants dance (not to be confused with the no pants dance) to the next stall. No one is in the bathroom at the time, so I decide to chance option #2. Drawers down around my ankles, I quickly waddle over to the middle stall all while praying that no one comes in during this awkward moment. Thankfully, I made it and all was well. I will never take for granted that there is an endless amount of tp again. I guess I always assumed with two rolls in every stall that it would never happen. But you know what they say - never assume, it makes an ass out of u and me.