This is a ripoff of a short story by Ray Bradbury called “The Dwarf,” the first story in his collection “The October Country.” Every night a dwarf goes to a mirror maze, and the owner of the maze notices this and spies on him. It turns out the dwarf is going to one particular mirror that makes him appear tall and proportionate. The owner, as a joke, replaces the mirror with one that makes people look short and squat. If I remember right, the dwarf murders the practical joker. The end.
It’s been decades since I read the story, so I’m sure I’ve got some of the details wrong, but that’s it more or less.
So the TP isn’t to his satisfaction, and he just pulls up his pants and walks out to get a new one? What’s the point of him wiping now, his underwear is already crappy.
Maybe Meddick drew the speech ballon too big and had to fill up space.