Don’t you just hate it when you can’t fall asleep until about an hour before you’re supposed to get up?
When pigs fly, Michael!
And to this day, laundry is still my favorite household chore!
Same here, only I never went to boot camp. My mother was the one who made sure I knew how to do the basics of laundry, cooking, sewing, and cleaning (that plus I took Home Ec, or “Homemaking” as it was called back when I took it in 9th grade after it was first opened to boys, only our all-boy course was called “Bachelor Living,” because what self-respecting teenage boy would be caught dead in a “Homemaking” class?
That’s true. My brother and I are both in our late 50s, and whenever we talk on the phone, it’s like “Grumpy Old Men.” Except that we actually do love each other and are as close now as we were when we were kids and were pretty much inseparable right up until I started school!
That would never fly in my house when I was a kid. If I got caught watching TV when I was supposed to be in bed — back I went, end of discussion!
He got his girlfriends (read: Andy) to do his laundry for him. That or he simply took it home on school breaks for his mother to do for him.
It’s called “payback,” Michael. Deal with it.
She will if she keeps it up.
Fratricide if it’s a brother. Sororicide if it’s a sister.