Lately I have been noticing that all my t-shirts have little holes in them. And some shirts have a lot of holes.
Because i’m so smart i have concluded that its moths, the little flying dogs are eating my shirts.
So on the weekend i finally did something about it, i bought some moth balls. The old ladies at work are always having conversations with each other about how its been discovered that moth balls are carcinogenic. Maybe they are but at least as i’m dying in hospital from cancer i’ll have the coolest shirts in the ward.
it is making our room smell like a retirement village though!
in other news my mum is sending me a package containing new socks and maybe undies. good old mum.