Why are they called dishwashers? They should be dishrinsers. Guys, don’t ever try to put a dirty dish in the dishwasher unless you desire the wrath of your other half chastising you for not washing the dish before it goes in the dishwasher. This device is in the house in order to “save time”. Uh-huh. So I can take the extra 10 seconds to completely clean the dish I have to wash before it goes in the dishwasher, or I can put it in the dishwasher for 45 minutes worth of water guzzling washing.
What exactly is hidden in women’s pajamas that they don’t want us guys to see? Take my friend Barb, or rather my wife’s friend Barb – I am allowed to be friends with hubby Dave. Now I can go to the pool on a hot summer’s day and pick a lounge chair next to my good friends and we can chat it up for hours or even take a swim. Now Barb has been blessed with what may be referred to as a Barbie Doll type figure and has no qualms about wearing her green bikini to the pool. You know the scene in Caddyshack where Lacey walks into the pool and all the guys stop dead and suck in their guts? Barb has the same impact. Barb walks in and most of the guys immediately dive into the pool to cool off. The point is she’s damn near naked and that’s just fine. So, I go to Dave and Barb’s house one evening to borrow a CD from Dave. Being polite I ring the ball. The door opens a crack and Barb peeks around the door to see who it is. All I can see is her face. She excuses herself to retrieve Dave. He comes to the door, throws it wide open to reveal Barb standing there in a high collar full length flannel nightgown, something right off a WalMart shelf. She runs upstairs saying I shouldn’t see her like this. “I just saw you at the pool a few hours ago almost naked!” I scream. “This is different.” she retorts. What’s she hiding, Hmmmmmm??????