@$$hole!: Laundry Day 5

This is based on a joke I heard on the radio from a stand up comedian. I can’t remember the comedian’s name, but the idea was pretty funny.

I used to tell my friends about this joke in college. Then a guy friend of mine told me he enjoyed fabric softener (he had sensitive skin or something). Kind of ruined the joke. Killjoy.

In any case, since it was relevant to this story arc, I decided to resurrect it here. I, for one, don’t use fabric softener for this very reason. However, I would still be wearing khaki pants with cargo pockets today if my little brother wouldn’t harp on me for being a “fashion old fart” every time he saw me.

But that’s okay, I can still beat him at arm wrestling. And in the end, that’s what really matters.