Oh cool, the plastic packaging holds twelve gloves. I wonder how many people with uteruses consulted on this invention's creation.
And all of the ornate folding and rolling to protect someone from stinky tampons? I'm picturing some poor soul hunched over the bathroom counter crafting the most depressing origami ever conceived.
Oh cool, the plastic packaging holds twelve gloves. I wonder how many people with uteruses consulted on this invention's creation.
And all of the ornate folding and rolling to protect someone from stinky tampons? I'm picturing some poor soul hunched over the bathroom counter crafting the most depressing origami ever conceived.
Now i'm convinced that somewhere out there, somebody is wiping their butt exclusively with freshly folded origami cranes to one-up this.
If you do that a thousand times, do you still get a wish?