How (Not) To Get Invited Back
Posted by Moose on August 29th, 2007. Filed under: How To, Travel.After much hullabaloo concerning the sheets, where I might have mentioned someone’s preference for crisp and ironed, our hostess decided she’d taken enough crap from the ungrateful people who ate all her ice cream:
“They’re not pressed, they’re not fluffy, they don’t match. But FUCK YOU! THEY’RE TOWELS!
…Welcome to Vashon.”
August 29th, 2007 at 9:43 am
Heh… Y’all would hate staying at my house. Well, except I’d do my best to lay in a supply of your favorite ice cream if I knew what it was
August 29th, 2007 at 4:40 pm
I tend to sleep on my own couch, so noone can come visit me! unless they want to deal with 9 bikes, and one pissed off cat named for a month!
August 30th, 2007 at 6:50 am
Hey, I stayed at that hotel a few times…wait no that my house. Well, at least the sheets are washed, their on the bed and it’s free, I figure that makes up for any other inperfections. But stay away from my ice cream.
September 2nd, 2007 at 1:05 am
This is a slight tangent, but I am having a towel crisis. They keep coming out of the laundry cycles smelling musty. Chris actually describes it as a more “like ass” sort of smell, but really, it’s starting to vex me. I haven’t changed anything. HELP! Dear Universe, and Moose: WHY do my towels smell like musty (ass)?
Le sigh.