This afternoon we went to Costco for some laundry detergent about apparently $150 of other crap we didn't know we needed. That's another story though.
So we get to the laundry detergent isle, Chris has been snagged by some sample lady and I walk over to the Woolite. I've never used Woolite, just the regular Tide or Surf or whatever. So I pick up the Woolite to read the fun facts on the back and because it's 50 bazillion gallon container I prop the bottom of it on my chest. Now, I have a chest and I figure it's got to be good for something other than the obvious. I finish reading and go to put the jug back on the shelf and find that another jug had leaked and now there was goo allover my jugs. I was in a tank top and well, goo was everywhere - all over my shirt and down my shirt and in between my boobs and it was funny. I grabbed the flyer that Chris had gotten and acted like I was reading it by holding it up in front of my chest while we left the store. As we were paying, I actually just stuck the flyer to my chest and let it hang out there. The only thing I said to the cashier that kept looking at me like I was crazy was:
"We had an incident with some laundry detergent." He smiled and away I went.
Moral: Woolite isn't kidding when it boasts that it'll clean your delicates.
Monday, March 13, 2006
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Crap like that happens to me all the time because I am constantly using my chest as a shelf, and I NEVER check to see what's on the bottom of whatever I am propping there. Usually, it's whatever dripped down the side of a bowl I am eating out of.
Are you going to come back to the board ever? I miss having you there!
Funny story.
BTW, I like your blog.
Just goes to show...some jugs just won't contain their bounty.
Were your boobs that extra measure of clean, all said and done?
Ah, the magic of the shelf boob.
Mine also make excellent coasters, though not very good desks.
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