A friend of mine mentioned something that happens in many a household:
Her husband reluctantly used to help with the laundry. Even though she had
thoroughly trained him to do the laundry separating colors (whites, darks,
mediums, etc.), and setting the appropriate water temperature, more often than
not a red sock mysteriously made its way into the white batch.
thoroughly trained him to do the laundry separating colors (whites, darks,
mediums, etc.), and setting the appropriate water temperature, more often than
not a red sock mysteriously made its way into the white batch.
To her unpleasant surprise underwear, towels and sheets had (for
weeks) an indescribable Disney-esk shade of princes- pink.
I wonder why is it that her husband spends more time lately training the TV
remote control than before.
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