Just because the label says it’s flushable doesn’t mean it’s so!
You probably have been pressing this same issue with your resident teenagers, , but here’s a much more graphic argument.
Once again, an ounce of prevention worth much more than the pumps and bleach required to cure the result.
Lean something new every day. But in this case, I’m good until the weekend.
OK, so we can’t flush ’em. Do they go in the blue barrel, or the green???
Excellent demonstration. I actually learned that about tissues a few years ago, so don’t flush them when I use them, but mostly try to use handkerchiefs anyway.
Reminds me of traveling in India, where at least in the 198os, toilet paper was rarely used. Bathrooms had a little faucet in the wall next to the toilet, with a plastic container that you’d fill with water, pour with right hand, splash with left hand to wash yourself off. (Why it was customary to eat with your right hand not left, without utensils.) It may sound crazy, but I actually felt cleaner than using toilet paper. Of course, it helps to be in a warm climate.