My dear, your answer implies two things...first that my husband has a breifcase and second that he works out.
Indeed, he has a briefcase... it is like the black hole in our house. Stuff goes into that briefcase and is never seen again (Hmmm...I wonder if that is where all of my lost socks have relocated...) but no luck on my To Dragma...
As for the workout clothes! Nope! I wish I could get him to work out. I am worried about his diabetes! His idea of a workout is having to drive to Wal-Mart to buy more Diet Coke!
Do you think he is in cahoots with my postman?
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