Whoa! What's this? You're clearing the table, unprompted? Are you for real? When I stand to offer help, you tell me to just finish my glass of wine in the living room and relax. When I ask, "For what do I owe this honor?" you reply, "You've worked all day. Let me take care of this." By "this" you mean the dirty dishes, pots and pans from dinner. Okey doke.
Is this a test? Or a trap? I watch you, sponge in hand, treating my Target plates like they're fine China and it's the cutest thing I've ever seen (today). So, guys who do the dishes without being asked, we love you. You're basically a Luther Vandross song personified and if feels like you're giving me a foot massage without even touching my feet.
*Okay. We mainly wrote this post to run a picture of Kenny from Don't Tell Mom the Babysitter's Dead. One of the best parts of the movie is when he announces that, "The dishes are done, MAN!" It'd be rad if we found a guy to do our dishes (for free--we aren't about to hire a maid service for this shit.) But, honestly, we'd settle for a guy who just said Kenny's famous line to us when he's in the vicinity of our kitchen. If he tosses a hand towel down for full affect, we'd bust out in spontaneous applause.
5 comments:
Ha! My ex used to say that he only knew how to take out the trash and the dish washer was like this foreign object to him.
THANK YOU! XO.
I'm a lucky gal, cause I've snagged a guy who not only does the dishes, but says this each and every time. They exist!
I have to say, any man that can make (and get my) Don't Tell Mom... references is a man for me. Swoon!
My boyfriend does this now. He can also cook. Scrape me off the floor, please.
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