…I shouldn’t have nice things. Or, alternatively, why I should clean my bathroom naked. Or not wearing black. Witness what Ajax with bleach does when in comes in contact with one of my favorite black shirts.
Thank god I’m a proper New Yorker with a ton of black clothing, that’s all I can say.
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Wouldn’t a *proper* New Yorker have someone *come in* to do the bathroom cleaning? 🙂
Details, details, details…
🙁 Sorry
As a fellow brethren of black, I can empathize.
Friday at work, I managed to splash white-out over a black blouse. I thought the lid was on the bottle, and proceeded to shake it mightily.
It looked like took a walk without a parasol.
Clothing comes in colors other then black?
I’m going to have to bring all my pink clothes out to Denver, aren’t I?
I am so jealous I so can’t wear pink or pretty much any pastel.
I think I see Jesus!