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Monday, July 09, 2007

Girl....you better check his pants!



Oh my goodness! What is that?

Well...glad you asked.
That would be my checkbook.
Or...that would be what is LEFT of my checkbook.
I know that *I* did not leave it in my pants pockets b/c *I* never carry it in my pants pockets.
Perhaps I am to blame for doing laundry without checking my husband's pockets. It was sooooo silly of me to treat him like a big boy. Just assuming that he would empty his pockets...removed his belts...etc.
Perhaps somebody is going to be getting a purse in the future to carry small items like this...oh, not a purse...a "man-bag."

EMPTY YOUR POCKETS, JACKA$$!
Love,
The Laundry Lady.

11 Comments:

At 3:39 PM , Blogger Jenster said...

Looks to me like someone needs a murse.

 
At 6:52 PM , Blogger Monnik said...

oh my gosh, this happened to me not long ago. My husband left his CELL PHONE in his jeans pocket and i washed it. It ended up in the same condition as your checkbook. I had the same message to my husband as you did to yours.

Funny! :)

 
At 1:04 AM , Blogger Em said...

Hey my paper driving licence ended up like that, so i am as bad!

 
At 2:04 PM , Blogger shoeaddict said...

My husband does the same thing to me. One time it was a freaking PEN

 
At 3:56 PM , Blogger Stephanie said...

Oh my...that is not good. Funny, but not good. So frustrating!

 
At 5:25 PM , Blogger Christy said...

Your hubby needs to start using a check card - much less distruction if it accidently gets washed.

 
At 9:35 AM , Blogger Beth said...

Okay, not only does that look awful but what a pain to replace it. But I think kleenex going through a wash is the absolute worst.
Pick, pick, pick...

 
At 4:04 AM , Blogger Mummy M said...

A conversation I once had with F:

F: Have you seen my mobile phone anywhere?
K: No sorry
F: Do you know where my jeans are?
K: Yes darling, I washed them, they are hanging up to dry.
F: Oh....

Turns out cell phones don't take too kindly to being washed :O Things is if I see a pair of jeans screwed up in a heap on the bedroom floor next to the laundry bin I presume they must be laundry...

 
At 10:14 AM , Blogger Pregnantly Plump said...

Bob accidentally washed a diaper with the clothes when we first brought Little Elvis home. I'm not sure how a disposable diaper got into the laundry, but amazingly it didn't destruct. It just blew up really, really big.
Yesterday I washed a tube of his chap stick. Guess it's a man thing.

 
At 10:39 AM , Blogger Catizhere said...

I have a rule in my house.

ANYTHING left in pants pockets becomes the property of the Laundry-Lady. (That would be me.)

I will graciously return pens, notepads, random scraps of paper, but money? That is considered "Payment for Services Rendered".
I always check his pockets before washing. I can usually count on 5 bucks a week.

 
At 7:25 PM , Blogger CBM said...

One time Ava got a self-inking rubber stamper as her prize after a dental appointment. It ended up in husband's cargo pocket, of course got washed, and leaked permanent blue ink all over a load of laundry. He got the "check your pockets...ALL of them, EVERY time" lecture too, but I still pick a lot of kleenex out of the clean wash if Ava has a cold. I guess I'm not always careful to check EVERY cargo pocket EVERY time on EVERY cargo pair (and he certainly isn't)!

 

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