Popular mythology suggests that a creature called a Maytag Repairman exists, but I'm not convinced.
I'd write more about it here, but I have to go wash dishes.
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4 comments:
At least you won't have to wash them in the bathtub, like I'll be doing in the morning....
Remember that time when we had a dishwasher? That was awesome.
The bathtub! Now that's an idea... Wash GVB's #2 child AND the dishes at the same time. Total stank eliminator. Thanks for the tip!
That boy has a funk about him that can't be cured with any old regular bathing experience...
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