Upon return from Canada, my wife made an interesting discovery while unpacking my bags.
Bekah: What are these? (holds up a pair of boxers) Are these yours?
Me: No.
Bekah: Who's are they?
Me: I don't know.
Bekah: How did they get in your bag?
Me: (shugs shoulders)
Bekah: What do you expect me to do with them?
Me: (shrugs shoulders again)
Bekah: That's so gross.
Me: So, throw them away.
Bekah: And waste a perfectly good pair of boxers? I'll just wash them.
Once at a wishy washy Ginny had a whole load of underwear stolen out of the washing machine. (Sometimes people would just dump your laundry on the floor if you weren't back and they needed the machine, but this time it wasn't on the floor, it was gone - stolen!). So we know how it feels to be on the losing end of underwear theft. It's tacky to steal peoples' underwear, shame on you!
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