I arrived home from the park today after feeding the ferals and checked the laundry. I decided it needed another rinse. We wash once and rinse twice. That's the rule! My hubby had done the load while I was at the park, so as soon as the washer started he heard it in his office. I was in the family room organizing the mess the kitties made and Rob came flying in on his broom stick and said " Is that a new load?" I said "YUP!!!" I knew that meant he had already rinsed twice, but was just having some fun with him. Unfortuntely I couldn't keep a straight face and as he turned to check me out one last time before leaving the room, my face was buried in the chair to contain my laughter and all I heard was "You liar!!" Which of course made me laugh harder. He raced out to stop the washing machine and spin the load. On his way back in I was still laughing too hard to talk and he said "Just so you know, you would never make it as a POW." The only relpy I could utter through tears and laughter was "Nope."