Me: I’m going to spank you.
Devon: Why?
Me: You’re such a dude. We have an empty laundry basket in the closet and an empty laundry bag 3 feet away from it. Where are all your dirty clothes? On the floor between them.
Devon: Well, I got the right room.
Me: That’s like me shitting in the shower and saying it’s OK because I got the right room.
Devon: Who shits in the shower? Your metaphor is weird.
Me: It’s a simile.
Devon: You’re right. But a metaphor is like a simile.
Monica, It’s a guy thing. It falls under the the heading of; close only counts in horseshoes and hand grenades, we can now add laundry hampers to the ruling.
He’s hitting the floor with 100% accuracy, though.
It’s the little things that count, Serenity Now …. Serenity Now…
At least he *does* get it in the right room. Mine leaves wet towels ON THE BED (WTF? WHY?) and drapes dirty underwear over a chair. THE HELL??