Get this...
We had a party on Friday; or shall I say that there WAS a party at my house, but I was not personally responsible for it and/or what happened.
The problem was that I left my camelbak, gloves, and knee shinguards outside to dry. In the morning the camelbak, the left glove, and one shinguard had been stolen.
All I can think of is that for three years my caustic sweat has been an intimate part of that camelbak's life. The fact that anybody else was brave enough to even touch it is a feat in itself. The glove and knee shinguard were just as gross. What kind of people do this? They have to be very, very dirty.
We had a party on Friday; or shall I say that there WAS a party at my house, but I was not personally responsible for it and/or what happened.
The problem was that I left my camelbak, gloves, and knee shinguards outside to dry. In the morning the camelbak, the left glove, and one shinguard had been stolen.
All I can think of is that for three years my caustic sweat has been an intimate part of that camelbak's life. The fact that anybody else was brave enough to even touch it is a feat in itself. The glove and knee shinguard were just as gross. What kind of people do this? They have to be very, very dirty.