Do you know where your towel is?

Have mine on my shoulder, where it will stay all day.

“You’re the worst character ever, Towelie.”

“I know.”

I trust you’ll all be enjoying peanuts and lager to celebrate Towel Day as well?

I’d just like to observe that the current mess in Iraq is “one whole joojooflop situation”.

Who says I’m a good nudist?

I do, however, know where my towel is.

It is a good day to throw oneself at the ground and miss, too.

Okay, everybody–**DON’T PANIC! **

Why not? This is the PERFECT time to panic!

Can I just use my Steelers’ Terrible Towel? If so, then I know where it is!

I’m not panicking, this is still culture shock.

Just wait until I get my bearings. Then I’ll start panicking!

No, you’re a towel.

:smack:
This, my first towel day where I knew what towel day was and wanted to participate… and I FORGOT!

This was my first Towel Day and as promised, I took my towel on the London Underground as I drove my train. The full story is over there on my weblog but for those who don’t wanna read let me just say it was an interesting and hugely exciting day for me. Especially the last part.

From reading your blog, I don’t think you should EVER go to work without a towel.