Have I got a funny story for you my spicy peasants! ð I very much intend on relieving some stress later. Probably keep it to myself too. But I haven't used some of these in a while and I thought "What better time to make them nice and freshly clean? Then I can have my pick later!" Standing at the kitchen sink, washing "dishes" like you do, rinsing the soap off the first one (that guy you're standing in front of ð) and I see headlights heading down the driveway. "Please don't pull in here, please don't." ðĪ They did. Panic. All that shit sitting there next to the sink. Fuck. You peasants should have seen the grab and dash! ð First to my room, then to the bathroom. Where the glass ones kept making noise. ð I DID manage to finish and awkwardly make my way to my room. ð So, still got them options.