
Okay, I’ll admit that I’ve worn clothes that are dirty. Not really dirty, but not clean either. Only if it’s an emergency would I wear something if it wasn’t clean. On those rare occasions my thought process is, I need something to wear, but I can’t wear what I’m wearing, so what do I have that’s dirty, but doesn’t stink and doesn’t have any kinds of stains on it? I’ll wear that. Then I’ll do a wash to make sure I don’t have to do the same thing again the next day. Never though have I thought what this picture states. I’m a man, and to me, if something is dirty, it’s dirty regardless of whether it’s in the laundry bag, lying on the floor, or folded up and put neatly on a shelf. Simple as that.
I’d like to meet the person who made this picture. If it’s a man, and if he can’t tell the difference between something that’s dirty or clean even if it’s folded, he must stink like bloody hell, have no sense of smell, be blind, or be with a person who likes folding up dirty laundry just to mess with him. And if it’s a woman, she’s either been with the wrong guy her whole life and I feel sorry for her … or has never had a boyfriend and this is her skewed view of the world based on something she saw on some stupid reality show that actually despite being called a reality show, has nothing to do with reality.
I think this would’ve been a lot funnier, had it said, man logic, if it’s dirty, but doesn’t stink or has a stain on it, it’s not dirty. That to me would be logical. So if you’re wearing dirty clothes right now that were taken off and replaced with clean clothes, but put back on because you had nothing else to wear and they were the cleanest of your dirty clothes, do a wash tomorrow. You’ll be glad you did.
picture via phun