
He Sits On The Edge. Your Roll Sits With Him.
The tray sits flat on the counter, the shelf or the cistern lid, and only the legs hang over the side. Drop a standard roll in and it becomes his body - no spindle, no wall bracket, nothing drilled into your tiles.
The Legs Actually Move.
Two chain links and a shoe per leg, hinged and printed already assembled. They come off the printer swinging, so there is nothing to click together and nothing that can be put together wrong.
He Brought His Own Phone.
The phone is the second printed piece - camera island, side buttons and all - and it sits in the cradle his two hands close around. That is the whole joke: he is not holding yours, he is busy with his.
