Scanning my fave blogs today, I came across this gem of a story from Genuine - WARNING:This is not for the squeamish or those eating anything that looks like chocolate. Link-clickers click at their own risik…
After reading the anecdote, I got to thinking. I KNOW how a woman would deal with this situation: quickly, expiditiously (just wanted an excuse to use that word), competently, no mess, no fuss.
But how would a GUY deal with it? (Or in Australian: how would a bloke fix this?).
Interested in your thoughts…
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Pete // Jan 25, 2007 at 6:07 pm
Ah, well, if no one else is gonna take a stab at it, I will.
If it were me, it’d be kid into shower (with sweats still on), hose him down in there, transfer sweats to washing machine via bucket, wash them with about half a bottle of disinfectant,…
So if this happened while we were out at the shops, I don’t know what I’d do!
Although there was this one time…
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