He was always asking us about washing our hands. You could depend on hearing that sound when the door opened as often as you'd hear it squeak. The door would open, squeeeeeeeeak. From somewhere in the front room. "Didja wash yer hands?" Sometimes that's how we knew that the bathroom was free. "Didja wash yer hands?" "Hey, bathroom's free!"

From "Hearing Paint Dry"

My blog

Tech Writing

Spyware article Digital Camera article
Better Internet Searching Opening Attachments
Removing Windows Messenger Removing Windows Messenger (part 2)

More Writing:

Sunday Dinner Mr. Sound Scramble
Magic Bottle The Snowblower The Bird
The Camper The Bear The Rosaries
The Dummy Angry Brother Batman vs. Jesus
The Van The Pig Breakfast Surprises
Tyrranasaurus Wrecks    



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