My husband called me from the washroom,
“I’m going to wash my shirt,” he said,
“I’ve worn it for a week already,
Your mom says it smells like something dead.”

In the school of weekend mechanics
My talented husband is the dean,
But he knows absolutely nothing
About running a washing machine.

“What temp setting for my shirt?” He called.
“Just look on the shirt, what does it say?”
He sounded puzzled as he yelled back,
“It’s my Packer shirt, it says Green Bay!”