I was sitting around today, as we mothers are wont to do, contemplating how no one but me ever changes the toilet paper on the toilet paper holder, when my gaze was arrested. Arrested, I tell you. More than it usually is. By this very photo.
I too have one of the items in this little tableau. I won't tell you which one it is, but I am willing to bet that the next photo will give you a very large clue.
Warning, one of these photos shows this item in a less, err, flattering light.