Of course, when he got home the drip pans didn't fit, so after dinner we went back to exchange them.
This is what we saw as we were leaving the "drip pan" aisle.
Seriously? Craper & Pad Combo? In the midst of our intense laughter - and I do mean intense - Joey did manage to find the "S".
There's something about Home Depot and men. The store just makes them crazy.
When we first walked in, Joey wanted to buy a $1500 riding lawnmower.
We own a garden home and he currently cuts the entire lawn - front and back - with his weed eater in less than 30 minutes.
As we were about to check out, he remembered that the dryer vent had a hole in it so he wanted to get some duct tape. We found the duct tape and he grabbed 2 rolls. I asked him why he got 2 rolls and his answer? "I haven't had any duct tape in a while. I've been deprived. I just want some duct tape."
Really? Is this a male need?
Then he tried to convince me that we needed some heavy duty cleaner.
I had to get him out of there. I think the place is drugged. Look at him.
He's clearly on a Home Depot high.