Years ago before my wife properly conditioned me on certain things, there was a Saturday morning when I rolled out of bed and put on the first clothes I could put my hands on. It consisted of a pair of plaid shorts and a striped shirt. After I ate breakfast, I told my wife I was off to Home Despot, and she refused to let me leave the house until I changed clothes. Little did I know at the time that stripes and plaid clashed.

Fast forward to today in HEB. I see a woman wearing a spaghetti strap mocha-colored tank top, black and white plaid pajama pants, and a leopard print shower cap. Something tells me the tank top just doesn't go.

Maverick Distillery in downtown SA makes one of the best old fashions I've ever had. And that's saying a lot.

Was she also talking loudly on speakerphone?

I guess we've decided to stop following the rules around here

No mention of can size? Your wife has you trained more than you know

300+ lbs?

toucan82 said:

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I guess we've decided to stop following the rules around here

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I think we have all seen the overstuff bags of flour at the grocery store.

AtticusMatlock said:

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Was she also talking loudly on speakerphone?

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I can't believe you asked this. We have etiquette rules here in the '09.

Burdizzo said:

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Years ago before my wife properly conditioned me on certain things, there was a Saturday morning when I rolled out of bed and put on the first clothes I could put my hands on. It consisted of a pair of plaid shorts and a striped shirt. After I ate breakfast, I told my wife I was off to Home Despot, and she refused to let me leave the house until I changed clothes. Little did I know at the time that stripes and plaid clashed.

Fast forward to today in HEB. I see a woman wearing a spaghetti strap mocha-colored tank top, black and white plaid pajama pants, and a leopard print shower cap. Something tells me the tank top just doesn't go.

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You were dressed like an aurora borealis, a screen saver or both?