About your laundry, boys . . .
Jan. 31st, 2010 12:43 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
sherron0Yes, I mean you, my darling husband, and you, my dear son.
That load of laundry I just started washing?
That was the same load of laundry I started washing last Sunday before I left to go to Tennessee.
Anyone remember that load?
The load, dear husband, that I mentioned you needed to move from the washer to the dryer when you got your sheets out of the dryer? (Yes, I noticed that you managed to get the sheets out of the dryer and on the bed so that you could go to sleep that night.)
And you, dear son, whose room is right beside the laundry room, remember the last words I said to you before I left to go to Tennessee? I believe it went something like, "If I come home and that same load of laundry is still in the washing machine, both you and your father are in deep do do."
Let the beatings begin!
That load of laundry I just started washing?
That was the same load of laundry I started washing last Sunday before I left to go to Tennessee.
Anyone remember that load?
The load, dear husband, that I mentioned you needed to move from the washer to the dryer when you got your sheets out of the dryer? (Yes, I noticed that you managed to get the sheets out of the dryer and on the bed so that you could go to sleep that night.)
And you, dear son, whose room is right beside the laundry room, remember the last words I said to you before I left to go to Tennessee? I believe it went something like, "If I come home and that same load of laundry is still in the washing machine, both you and your father are in deep do do."
Let the beatings begin!