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I Love Eating Toilet Paper

By Cindy Davis | Posted Under Trade News | Comments (20)

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For those of you who haven’t yet been lured to P-town’s Facebook community, you may not know there is a dirty, little secret over on pseudo-Mulberry Street, but I’m about to blow that shit wide open. Monday night is Misery Night; a whole group of Pajiba residents gather together to watch A & E’s “Hoarders” and “Intervention.” I tried it a couple of times myself, but it was so damned horrifying and depressing that after sobbing my eyes out over the second or third addict, I ran away. I can get miserable enough all by myself without having to watch a television show. But you know Pajibans, they make the best of any situation and I admit to spying on their shenanigans, snacking and sarcasm every now and then.

TLC has its own version of Misery Night going (seemingly on any given night), what with “19 Kids and Counting”, “Hoarding: Buried Alive” and “I Didn’t Know I Was Pregnant” (really?). While I have had absolutely no desire to watch any of the aforementioned abominations, there’s something oddly enticing about the “My Strange Addiction” promos. It’s like the proverbial accident that causes a two-hour back up on I-95; as you finally approach the scene you tell yourself you aren’t going to look but human nature overrides common sense. Yes Virginia, there are people who sleep with hair dryers, eat toilet paper and detergent and are obsessed with tanning or thumb sucking.

Here is the delightful preview:


…and you can watch more in-depth videos of toilet paper eating lady and blow dryer lady here.

“My Strange Addiction” premieres on TLC, Wednesday, December 29th at 9 p.m. And if you haven’t already, join P-town, where odd proclivities are welcomed.









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Comments

Okay, obviously there's an audience for these freak shows. But really, I have a request (no doubt mentioned before)and that is for TLC and A&E to change their network names to something more reflective of the subject matter they insist on showing. Either that or create a new joint channel and return their programming back to the original stuff.

When most of these shows come on I feel that they are either A) exploiting someone's misery or B) encouraging people to act like fools in front of a camera. To be fair, I've tried giving these shows a chance just to see if there was something worthwhile in them. But all that happens is the same thing echoes in my head...

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PB-wmOYelnM

Howabouts The F&W Network?

Posted by: bleujayone at December 20, 2010 5:21 PM

Have to agree with you there, bleu. Ten or twelve years ago I remember Sunday being my A&E day on television. I remember a couple of true crime type shows, Biography until that became it's own channel, some fashion-y stuff, all good.

TLC was all the stuff that made me queasy, like that stupid "listen to me moan and scream while I have my baby ON CAMERA" show... but at least it could kind of claim to be somewhat educational.

Bravo was all the art nouveau stuff that nobody understood, with a little softcore porn thrown in.

Now all the cable channels just sort of blend together and there's no rhyme or reason to the programming.

I mean, shouldn't something like Life After People air on the The LEARNING Channel? It's on History up here in Canada... and I ask why? It's not history. It has not happened yet. It's what could happen. That's not history.

Maybe I'm just too anal about my definitions.

Posted by: neurotica at December 20, 2010 5:39 PM

Wait a minute... addicted to eating toilet paper? WTF? How do you get addicted to eating toilet paper? Are you sitting in the crapper one day, hungry while expelling your previous meal and think "Gosh, I'm hungry, but what can I eat while I'm shitting? I mean, I'm not DISGUSTING I don't want to eat my dookie... ooooh... hey... here's some toilet paper. That would make a great afternoon snack!"

I mean, is this like your Uncle Phil who sits on the toilet for four hours reading the newspaper and every magazine in the room before picking up The Bible? It just becomes part of your daily crap-habits? Sit, shit, eat toilet paper? REALLY?

Posted by: lubeg at December 20, 2010 6:04 PM

WHAT!?

Posted by: grace b at December 20, 2010 6:13 PM

I was just wondering, if your last meal was a roll of toilet paper, does that mean when you take a dump later you won't need to wipe your ass because your bowel movement already did so from within?

And while it's never wise to shit where you eat, it would seem at least on TLC you CAN eat where you shit.


Posted by: bleujayone at December 20, 2010 6:29 PM

Much like I Didn't Know I Was Pregnant never topped the pilot story of the charming woman who "pushed and pushed" on the toilet bowl then thought she was stuck, shook off the baby, and left it in the bowl, My Strange Addiction will never top the spoken word poet addicted to shopping. Is it really that lucrative an industry in the Jersey City area? Am I wasting my time with online whore writing (50 blog posts on NJ real estate by tomorrow morning? fill my PayPal and I'll get it to you tonight) between higher paying gigs when I could be yelling at an audience in cadence for Willowbrook Mall money? I can barely afford strip malls at the moment and she's one step down from Real Housewives shopping centers. How can a professional slam poet not be a starving artist? It's as puzzling as a woman thinking it's a smart idea to go off birth control because the doctor said she couldn't conceive at her current weight then shitting out a baby seven months later.

Posted by: Robert at December 20, 2010 7:07 PM

Ok, I admit watching the E! version of this. Something like "What's Eating You"? There was a girl that ate chalk and I started off thinking, "How crazy!" And by the end of it, I was sucked in, crying and felt horrible for her. She was going to therapy sessions and her mom suffered from the same compulsion...ugh. I can't watch a lot of these shows. Tanning compulsions on the other hand--that I can mock.

Posted by: Sar at December 20, 2010 7:18 PM

I am looking forward to "Heavy," the new Misery Night show on A&E. The promos make it look kind of like The Biggest Loser, without all the reality game show bullshit I hate. I like shows about people getting BETTER.

Posted by: Lindsey with an 'e' at December 20, 2010 8:34 PM

She eats laundry detergent? What detergent? How long has she been doing this? Shouldn't she be in serious pain by now? Does she still have a digestive system? And the woman with the hair dryer - is it on while she sleeps? GAH! SO MANY QUESTIONS!

Damn you, TLC.

Posted by: MelBivDevoe at December 20, 2010 9:34 PM

I'll be willing to bet that most of the people who eat strange things had or have pica.

Posted by: That Girl at December 21, 2010 1:01 AM

I'm cool with eating toilet paper as long as you like the bulk single-ply from Costco or giant rolls stolen from a local high school janitor's closet. You know the good stuff is for wiping only. I'm sure it's totally delicious, but how about some goddamned sacrific for this family? There is NO eating paper off the wall roll in the bathroom!!! I end up with poop stuck in my nails every time my fingers slip through the teethmarks! It's ridiculous!

But hey, since I love you, maybe on Thanksgiving we can bust out the Quilted Northern Soft and Strong or something with Aloe. Then we can have a special dessert of tampons and gauze pads. "Used," you say? Ohhh, you dirty little scamp!

Posted by: Kballs at December 21, 2010 8:28 AM

Then they'll feel like victims when they have stage 4 onset cancer from eating very artificial things. Clearly these people didn't make it through chemistry. Stupidity is a self-reinforcing cycle. Stupid person commits stupid behaviors because they were too cool for school and in adulthood has metastasized into fetishized proportions. They have hidden childhood behaviors that no one came along and said, "Hey, this is really fucked up and self-destructive, stop it."

Or they were told this and decided to mount a monumental reaction formation ("I'll do what I want!"), even if it includes EATING DETERGENT FOR FUCK'S SAKE.

Separate (not really) note: no one says you HAVE to keep watching this shit. There are interesting things occurring outside. That box runs your life.

Posted by: Recondite at December 21, 2010 8:53 AM

Jury has returned with a verdict:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pIRuBZNVjNg

(With moshing Santa as a bonus).

Posted by: Recondite at December 21, 2010 9:00 AM

These people need some good old fashioned therapy:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=T1g3ENYxg9k&feature=youtube_gdata_player

Posted by: Nikkers at December 21, 2010 9:55 AM

I like the aloe flavor TP, myself.

Posted by: , at December 21, 2010 11:14 AM

I apparently just loved MilkBones w/ sour cream when I was a pup, er kid.
Give me a show. Throw me some money.
Hold up? What do mean that's just not weird enough?

Posted by: Ms MoMo at December 21, 2010 11:45 AM

Ms MoMo,

TLC only wants a taste of your story if a series of dogs died of starvation in your household because you ate all the MilkBones. Or if your parents would only feed you MilkBones. Or if you make "husbands" out of MilkBones, then "enjoy" them during holiday weekends. Or you eat MilkBone/Tide/Charmin burritos with a side of bagged panda farts. Otherwise, no dice.

Whaddya say? You ready to take it up a notch?

Posted by: Kballs at December 21, 2010 12:02 PM

Please, stop covering these people. It's that simple.

Posted by: Boomer at December 21, 2010 2:09 PM

I suspect this lady has severe iron deficiency leading to her desire to eat non-food items which is called Pica-a classic sign/symptom of iron deficiency. She can be actually cured by iron supplements if she has proven deficiency. I hope she gets tested for it by simple lab test.

Posted by: hp at December 26, 2010 8:58 AM

I still suck my thumb and I'm 18 years old. If not I am constantly twirling and stroking my hair, which I do at the same time as sucking. I do it when I sleep, or just lounging around my house. Never in public, maybe in the car. I'll suck my thumb infront of only people that are very close with me and they never bother me about it. It's just a comfort thing and it does come in handy when I need to sleep through nuclear bombs.

Posted by: Danielle at December 28, 2010 4:09 PM