What an absolute gas! (pun intended) Canopy rides will never be the same again!!! There I was at 3000 feet enjoying my post-terminal rush, when lo and behold, my solitude was interrupted by the most magnificent sight. Was it a bird? was it a plane? No, it was the most surreal vision of 2000 sheets of Charmin flying in TIGHT FORMATION. This magnificent Airborne Anaconda wound its way ethereally through the skies over our DZ captivating all who beheld it. Dudes! Don't waste that stuff on your arses anymore! Set the TP Free!! On an environmetal note, taking our cue from the fishing industry, we practice strict release-and-catch policies. The minute the last sheet hits the field our ground crew rolls into action, mobilising a rapid pursuit method of cleanup whereby one of our hapless crew leans precariously out of the passenger side of our TPRV (TP recovery vehicle), arms extended and gathers up great armfuls of the snowy debris. SET THE TP FREE!!!