No...I mean...I'm not really a slob. Just disorganized and too busy to get everything done that I probably should... so the dishes ended up sitting in the sink for about two months give or take. Needless to say, it was pretty rank. So I threw them away instead of cleaning all of em. I mean, not all of them. I kept the ones that weren't winking at me. Sides, this gives me an excuse to hit the thrift stores once I get back from CA. Ok, I'm just making excuses. I secretly feel sort of bad about it. I mean.... Ok. I've confessed. I feel better. I wish I was Catholic.

*laugh* That sounds like not a pleasant thing in your sink. It's a good thing I don't live there, or I would have been tempted to actually wash them.

I don't know that they could have been washed. Maybe stabbed or shot at....

*snort* Well, let me just nip over and grab a rifle from the "Gas and Gun Shop" and I'll be right there...I guess it's a moot point now. I could shoot your trashcan.

trashcan gunpowder holes oscar the grouch meets country meets courtney love. do it! do it! do it! only nix the country part. i want to have ears once this is done.