So, we live in Chicago & it's about 35 degrees today. I go out to our garage & find my wife standing on one of my MF towels!
After I awoke from my mini-stroke & was able to speak, I asked her if Santa had replaced her brain matter w/ reindeer feces. Her reply - "The garage floor was cold (she was in socks, no shoes).
She apologizied & said she'll wash it. I thanked her but kindly asked her to stay as far away from my detailing supplies as humanly possible.
Merry Christmas to all.

She apologizied & said she'll wash it. I thanked her but kindly asked her to stay as far away from my detailing supplies as humanly possible.
Merry Christmas to all.