The Potholder Story. The Child. Guy's Weekend.
I think my friend "The Child" has to be the ultimate bachelor. A few years ago we were having a guy's weekend at his place in Maryland. Right near the water. A boat. Sweet deal. While a few of the guys were making crabs here's what happened:
Dave: Child where are your potholders?
Child: Right in the drawer below the microwave.
Dave: (opens draw and horrifyingly holds something up) What the hell is this?
Child: What? I use them as potholders.
Dave: YOU USE YOUR OLD UNDERWEAR AS POTHOLDERS???!!
Child: (acting as if Dave is being a big baby) Oh cooooooome on nooooow! Who doesn't use their old clothing for things around the house??
Dave: Yeah maybe an old T-shirt to dry your car not tighty whiteys as potholders!!
I swear this happened. HAHAHA!! I always picture him having a date over and he romantically is making his date dinner and he says, "Would you mind handing me a potholder out of that drawer? And she kind of dreamily reaches for the drawer....."WHAAAAA????"
