Two brothers chronicle the crumpled existence of living with wives who don't share their obsessive compulsive disorder.
Monday, November 15, 2010
You like nice, and wrinkled
Why just crumple a bag of chips when you can transfer that skill to the day's laundry? Here's a clean shirt, left to hang by a wife with the collar up and wrinkles sure to follow.
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