It’s my favorite, and I have no idea where it went. It’s driving me mad. It’s made of a rayony-type material and it has a touch of lace around the top. I got it on sale at the Gap. I have a suspicion that one of my sisters stole it, but I’ve asked both of them and they both claim to know nothing. So if anyone sees them wearing it, could you tear it from their backs? Thanks.
Oh, and if anyone knows what the hell I wrote check #326 for $253.46 for, could you tell me?
Sorry about the tank top. I thought it was a rag, so I cleaned my engine with it. But here, to make up for it, I’ll give you a gift certificate for Filene’s Basement.
The check was to Alfonse’s House of Decadent Pleasure. I have the receipt from your recent visit. Includes macademia nuts, chocolate candy, chocolate coffee, fudge, carmel, and diet sodas. Oh, and a mud bath and massage, complete with those funky cucumber slices that you put on your eyes. Plus some Pauly Shore videos.
Hope this clears things up. Oh, and your car keys are under the couch.
It’s in the car. On the floor behind the front passenger seat.
The cat had kittens on the tank top.
The check? It was to the Save the Trolls Society.
The tank top ran away with the Odd Sock Circus, now performing in dryers across America.
The check was for the tank top.
Oh? Was that yours? I put it in my fencing bag to wear to practice tomorrow (I’ve got to wear something under the jacket!). As for the check, I needed it to buy some new equipment. Don’t you remember? I gave you the cash.
CJ
[obligatory simpsons reference]
you threw it out the window in a fit of passion. you said you would never need clothes again.
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Well, um…um, well my wife says I really should give it back…It wasn’t my color anyway, but it was impounded for evidence. Apparently there is a law in this town for impersonating an undercover officer pretending to be a lady of the evening. Who knew?
And the check? Well, I needed bail money.
The tank top was stolen by a radical fringe group of Quebecois separatists. They’re planning to use it as the flag for their new country. Once their movement catches on, it’ll be much cheaper to buy flags off the rack than to have them custom made. And, their level of support will appear to be exaggerated because of the number of fashion conscious, yet budget minded women wearing their standard.
Unfortunately, they stole from the wrong person. Out of sympathy for you, Swiddles, the SDMB will never recognize their movement, and without the electronic intelligentsia, they are doomed to be nothing more than a footnote in history. For want of a tank top…
The check for $253.46 was when you were trying to launder your winnings in the illegal when-will-the-ice-break-up-on-Lake-Champlain pool by converting the money to Portugese Escudos and then converting it back from Euros.
[sub]dan, did you really think we’d believe that you cleaned your engine with the tank top? I think you’re in with the separatists.[/sub]
“Perdone me mademoiselle, voulez-vous couchez avec moi? Et oui, oui, c’est un Le Car…”
Uhg, fencing jackets were designed by Satan. And I think I saw the tank top hitching a ride to Vegas.
It made it to Vegas. You probably wouldn’t want it anymore as the stripper had obviously stretched it out of shape while struggling her, ah, dufflebags into it. It flew off her body and into my overpriced Jack & Coke. I can only guess that some bum probably fished it out of the dumpster, sucked all the alcohol out of it and is now using it as a doo rag.
The check was your monthly payment to the local crime lord for his cut in your nefarious hamster slave labor racket. That’s why you didn’t fill out the memo field.
<Beavis>
Heh-heh Robot Arm said “rack.”
</Beavis>
/obligatory Monthy Python reference/
“ohhhhhh… that cat’s eaten it”
/obligatory Monty Python reference/
The tank top’s in my pants. So’s the check. I think perhaps a large-scale rescue operation must be started on the double.
– Dragonblink, who really should not post at this hour
I have your tank top and You won’t get it back untill I get my 347 7/10ths garden gnomes!!! and the check was for the vibatron 6,000 with variable speeds, attachments, and a rotating head
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[sub]Woohoo, I finally used the spoiler tags![/sub]
Hey Swiddles . . .
All I wanna know is what the hell were you drinking, and where can I get some?
Tripler
Chairman, Dopers Against Drunken Debiting.
Thats Bat Country.
While I neither confirm nor deny that the Case of the Missing Tank Top is in any way related to alchohol, I will state that Long Island Iced Teas have lead to many a night of missing clothing.
Despite the many suggestions that the tank top is in “le car,” I assure you that while my car is a disaster (seriously. It’s scarey.) I have dug through the crap, and I doubt that it’s in there.
I have made a major discovery in the Case of the Missing Tank Top. Apparently, crack Gap Ninjas stole my tank top, and are holding it ransonhere. It took me $4 ransom and $7 shipping and handling to get it back, but hopefully I’ll be getting it soon. Same size, same color (garnet). And in Desert Nude, because I like the name. Desert Nuuuuude.
I still don’t know what the check was for. I did write it, as the check prior to that was for my rent, and the one after was for the bridesmaid dress I had to buy. So I wrote it. Who keeps a checkbook? Not me!