has really stretched my cranium
and I'm afraid I've put a drainium
on my tiny little brainium.
I keep what I call "junk towels" on a shelf in my laundry room for spills and things and the other day I spilled some beer in the hallway and grabbed the one on top and it was some goofy fancy tassled little towel that I "inherited" when I emptied out Mom's house last year. Today I washed it: