I am fairly certain that our beloved front loading, high efficiency washer and dryer are responsible for the disappearance of countless socks from our laundry. Seriously, how else do you explain all these socks waiting to be reunited with their sole mates?
As in, out of nowhere.
Absolutely no idea in the world.
How this garment appeared in our household.
Recently, Kyle was cleaning out his closet (small miracles do happen) and came upon this shirt:
I'll wait while you laugh and make a few sarcastic comments before continuing...
Neither of us have ever laid eyes this shirt before. We don't have a clue where it came from, who in the heck the band Coheed and Cambria is, or who of our friends feels passionately enough about said band to purchase such an ugly shirt. Kyle was quite disgusted by this shirt and described it as being uglier than the shirts sold at truck stops that have wolves on them. He actually said, and I quote:
"I would walk around shirtless like
before I would wear that shirt."
I should mention that Kyle is not a fan of Justin Beiber, his music, or his life choices in general. If this shirt belongs to you, please let us know and we will happily return it to you with only minimal judgement about your taste in music and clothing. :-)
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