The pink load of laundry…the obvious sign that girls rule this castle. Lately I have noticed this increasing pile of pink jammies, pink shirts, and even pink pants rising up and over the other clothes of different colors. It as though a blob of girly features has been multiplying its cells to produce this presence of intimidating dictatorship of femininity. I admit I have two shirts colored a delicious pink but they’re proportional larger scale still even has them consumed by the numerous little bright pink undies and size 6 shirts armed with pixie dust and flowers. I have faced the fact I have contributed to the development of the pink army and so has family over the years to the point the hand-me downs have fueled the looming pile of dirty laundry emanating the brilliance of pink.
Fair warning for those who have little girls – protect your spouse’s wandering white socks and combative kaki pants for the blob of pink will possess the other colors of clothes and force them to turn to the pink side. And it will be the Father to announce the injustice loudly.
Just letting you know before it is too late.
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