Please allow me to quote the uncaring shrew: “I’m sick and tired of seeing those same seven T-shirts every week. I’m going to burn them when we get home.”
I do not hold these harsh, unkind words against her and I urge you not to, either. She is simply a woman and, therefore, genetically unable to comprehend the close bond that develops between a man and his favorite well-worn T-shirts.
But make no mistake — these are no ordinary T-shirts. They were all carefully selected from hundreds of designs available from my radio T-shirt website, RadioLogoLand.com, before we left home. They honor the greatest Top 40 radio stations of all time, for god’s sake.
Of course, I have personal reasons for objecting to her willingness to discard things that are old and gray.
UPDATE: She has also threatened to burn the red sweatshirt I wore every day for the first five weeks of this trip.