I win…!

There seems to be a problem in my family… we spill stuff on our shirts. I know… that’s lame, but it never fails that one of us always gets something on our shirts when we go out to eat. My mother will spill some coffee on her tee-shirt. My dad will get BBQ sauce lathered on his horizontal-stripped polo. My brother will drop some lettuce on… well… whatever his wife makes him wear that day. Well… I won the other day! My mother, father, and I went to a Chinese buffet (always a problem for people that spill stuff) and they both ended up with food on their shirts, but, by the end of the meal, my shirt was still flawless. I know this sounds lame… but I noticed it when we were paying the bill and made a mental note to blog about it.

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