…throw out the underwear with the elastic that’s no longer, well, elastic.
The bras, too.
Wow. There’s a radical idea.
Next you’ll be telling me to ditch the socks with holes in them…
Or the “transparent” t-shirts.
I still wear the, omigod, 26-year-old “Year of the Horse – San Francisco” T-shirt around the house sometimes.
Now… let’s not be hasty.
I’ve been painting on my underwear that’s lost the elasticity (after gessoing and stretching the underwear and, of course, after laundering it). Would you be interested in contributing your old underwear for art? Contributions may be deposited at The What Exit? First Annual New Jersey and Old Underwear Dopefest next weekend. Thanks for your support.
My husband had a non-significant t-shirt (baby shit brown with no printing on it) that he refused to give up. I could read the ingredients on a shampoo bottle through it. I tossed it last week (the neck trim was only 50% attached. He’s not aware I took that ballsy, yet necessary step. My ass will surely be in a sling. If I stop posting, send help.
Honey? Is that you???
I was going to bring that book I’d promised to lend you – but if you’d rather have my old underwear (you perv) … :dubious:
Now that you mention it, I should go through Aaron’s old clothes and see if anyone wants them.
Robin
When he starts looking for it, just deny all knowledge. That’s what I do. “Gosh honey, I haven’t seen that thing for ages!” ::innocent look:: ::blink:: ::blink::
Somehow I still can get away with it as long as I don’t do it too often.
Oh man. We just moved and I have surreptiously gotten rid of a lot of shit like that. My SO is a huge packrat and I am desperately trying to train him not to be. Anyway, if he finds out I will play innocent and say “Oh, my, it must have gotten lost in the move.” Cause yeah, my ass will be in a sling, too.
I used to wear my Podiating Penguins* t-shirt from SUNY Albany for a nightshirt. It’s a really good shirt - 10 years later and the print is bright as ever. But I finally just cut out the print and threw away the shirt. I may mount it on some backing and use it as something.
*In SUNY Albany, they have what they call a podium - it’s this large square are in the center of the grounds, and in the middle of it is a square pool of water about 2 feet deep. Students love to play in it. The shirt has penguins playing, relaxing, or lounging all over the pool. It’s really quite cool.
As the last of 6 kids, I carried on the fine tradition of rescuing older sibs’ t-shirts from the rag bin. My favorite was the “Hertz Rent-a-Shirt” that was down to the transparent stage. I think that one may have gone through all 6 kids. Certainly the “Eastside Eagles” sweatshirts that I wore to Jr. High were, since the name had changed from Eastside a good 15 years before I went to school there.
Oh, if that only worked…of course, us guys always know when you throw away those shirts…we just like to let you think you’re getting away with it 
heh…j/k…last time one of mine went, I didn’t have any clue for months! The sad part is, I thought it just got put up because I had gained weight…heh
Brendon
I still have a jacket that originally belonged to my husband, and it’s been 22 years since I had a husband.
My husband actually suggested I give the offending shirt to Goodwill when the time comes (is it a shirt or a terminally ill relative??). I replied, “I don’t think poor people need to go to Goodwill to find something to polish their shoes with.” He didn’t see the humor in that.
:snort:
He sounds a LOT like mine.
Mine has a thing about socks. When you can see half of your entire foot through the hole in your sock it’s time to throw it out. No, really! We can afford a package of tube socks, dammit!
One of these days, when I actually get around to prioritizing my list of reasons why I lurve the Dope, I think, somewhere near the top, shall be:
“Where else would I ever read a post from somebody who admits to painting on his old underwear and displaying 'em as art?”
Mine too. And oh god, the sock thing. I threw away about a million socks when we moved. He just keeps buying them and then leaving them around! I told him - any sock I find not in the drawer or the laundry basket I will throw away (before the move) and then you can buy new ones if you need them. You’d have thought I was threatening to throw out a kid,