Why do Mexicans wipe after No. 2 and then throw the crappy toilet paper into the trash can rather than flushing it away? So gross! Let’s try to put an end to that madness.

Flushed Out

Dear Gabacho: ¡Felicidades! You’ve just stumbled upon the most surefire way to tell if a Mexican is fresh from the border— [...] See, flushing toilets remain a novelty in rural Mexico, so Mexicans new to this country treat public restrooms with the same anticipatory awe Japanese tourists save for Disneyland—hence, the long lines. Regarding the popó-gunked Charmin: Those precious few ranchos that do have indoor plumbing suffer from inferior pipes installed on the cheap by Mexico’s government. Anything heavier than last night’s menudo would rupture the sewage system and ruin the rancho’s water supply, so used toilet paper must go in the wastebasket.

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This entry was posted on Wednesday, October 31st, 2007 at 12:19 pm.