The Underware Mystery.
Boys underware in my laundry, and no boys in my house, who's could they be? Where did they come from? They were even in the right coloured load.
I really don't think that my panties would be breading and creating such ugly boys tightie whiteies, I would think that my panties have better taste than that.
My roommates and I are debating on hanging them on the fridge with the note from the bitter angry single guy who drives the station wagon and doesn't like it when he has to park closer to the door he uses, thus leaving nast notes on my roommates windshield. Dear god I hope they aren't his
And as for them being the hotties in my building, I wish
But they moved out last week
Well hopefully this mystery of the unkown undies will be solved soon, until then I have a load of laundry to rewash, and with any luck I will find no more undies but my own.