"babe! have you seen my favorite bra? the black one?" you call out

"no." albert calls from the living room.

sigh.

it's another day of losing your bra. your FAVORITE one.

'it has to be in the laundry basket..' you think

you begin to walk to the bathroom. once in the bathroom, you search through the laundry basket.

yay!

you found it.

wait..

what's that white stuff..