Monday, April 21, 2008

Can You Say, Dork?

Hubba-hubba sat on the edge of the bed.

Him: I had to get rid of it. I had to let it go.

Me: What in the world are you talking about?

Him: My shirt. My "Wanna Trade?" shirt! It had a huge hole in the armpit and I decided to throw it out.

Me: Thank God!

This shirt now residing in the trash was a Disney shirt emblazoned with this particular query, which has to do with pin-trading at Disneyland. And the odd thing is that the answer from him would always be a resounding no because he doesn't collect or trade Disney pins. He was expressly forbidden to wear it outside of the house. But of course, when I wasn't around he would do it anyway.

However, it was a cheap shirt, so it could have said almost anything and he would have bought it.

You see, there was a time in his life when Hubba-hubba refused to spend more than five dollars on a shirt. The irony of this is that he had way more money back then, what with no house payment or child.

But, when he thinks he can find a bargain, he can hold his own against any woman digging in the bargain bin. Come to think of it, he has the advantage of size. No wonder he always shows up with some god-awful shirt, crowing, "But I only paid three bucks!"

Yeah, well, it looks like it buddy, it sure does look like it.

14 comments:

Atasha said...

hehehe oh leave that man alone. He was spending very little on himself to save up for the future. Hehehe....hey it sounds good. If you would have sent the shirt this way I would have patched up that hole and made it like new! j/k :)

captain corky said...

I can't believe he was willing to throw it out. He could have used it to check motor oil or maybe as a paint thinner rag. You're breaking him... ;)

Scout said...

Ah, I have seen those shirts. I hate the pins and don't get the attraction. I guess if your shirt is dirt cheap—a fraction of what the stupid pins cost—it doesn't matter what it says.

dgm said...

Well I know what he would like for his next birthday...

Sunshine said...

My hubby hangs on to t-shirts, socks and underwear to the point of holes. This I do not understand. Truly. WTF???

My thinking is, what are you saving the money for from not buying new socks???

Autumn's Mom said...

Pin trading shirt cracking me up. Maybe because I totally fall for that stuff at Disneyland. May it rest in peace. It had a good life.

Awesome Mom said...

Rofl I think that your husband and mine are twins separated at birth. I have snuck some of the worst shirts out of his closet. Luckily for me my husband lest me do most of his shopping and the worst offenders are from before he met me.

Liz said...

My husband buys all his clothes off the 75% off rack at Target. Good thing he likes clothes that are appropriate on the golf course!

Py Korry said...

When I first started reading your post, I thought the "Wanna Trade?" shirt had something to do with trading lives. You know, you're so exasperated with your current life that you'll ask anyone if they wanna trade for a day. Happily, that wasn't the case.

Steph said...

My hubby also hangs on to old shirts and socks until they are filled with holes. Good riddance to the "holey" t-shirt :)

Maternal Mirth said...

Dummy wears shirts based on the garish-ness of the shirt. The louder, more floral/Hawaiian/neon print ... the better. I have lost precious point on my eyewear prescription because of this obsession.

Nance said...

I hate teeshirts with stupid sayings or the free giveaway event teeshirts. They're awful. I know they're cheap; I know they're "souvenirs". I just don't care. Teeshirts, by and large, just look terrible.

J at www.jellyjules.com said...

So people trade pins at Disneyland? Who thought of this idea, overaged girlscouts? (If you're not a girl scout, when different troops converge, they often exchange 'swaps', which is another word for 'crap kids spend money and time creating, which then serves to clutter up your house until your mother makes you throw it away'.

Victoria said...

Your hubs parted with a craptasic tee, willingly?! What the?

In what part of the country does that miracle occur? I must ship my hubs and his wardrobe there.