You're goin down Whipple!!!

I have just returned from the grocery store, a shell of the man I once was. It is a sad day here. I have had to draw a line in the sand, it is the end of an era. I refuse to pay nearly $10 for Charmin toilet paper. All of my life there have been the "standard" for what you should always buy. My mother taught me there are no substitutions for certain items. Jif, for example is the only peanut butter I buy, Crisco shortening is another...don't bother with the others they are not as good. ( I hope that my glowing endorsement of Jif and Crisco doesn't have the "Oprah effect"and there is suddenly bare shelves and crazed shoppers clamoring to get their Jif and Crisco!) Charmin was also the "gold standard" of toilet paper. I admit it, most of my adult life I stood in the toilet paper aisle, staring down my nose at the people buying "lesser" toilet tissues. And now I am one of them. I remember as a kid, Mr. Whipple guarding the Charmin so customers wouldn't squeeze it. It's funny now, years later, that Whipple is trying to put the squeeze on the customer by charging $10 to flush down the toilet. So I have flushed my last piece of Charmin, sad, I know. But I will go on, life will continue. So "you're welcome" in advance to Jif and Crisco (you better step up production) and as for you Whipple...squeeze this!