As the hubby and I were heading out of the house last night:
Him: Do you have your keys?
Me: No, why?
Him: Well, we sure as hell aren't taking my car.
Me: Why not?
Him: (with gobs of righteous indignation and horror) It's filthy!
You got it folks, some local hooligans have obviously broken into my husband's car and defiled it with a huge assortment if Dunkin' Donuts detritus and neckties. What is the world coming to?