SH: Were you wearing my Rice sweatshirt?
SH: But that's my special sweatshirt!
Me: I went there, too.
SH: But it's my Good Sweatshirt.*
Me: I didn't know. It was hanging in the laundry room and I was cold and I didn't want to go into the bedroom while you were sleeping to get the other one.
SH: Well, don't do it again.
Me: Why is it so special?
SH: Because it's one of the few decent sweatshirts they've ever had in the bookstore. Most Rice t-shirts and sweatshirts are crap. [This is completely true, by the way. Yes, I know it's mainly an engineering school, but there are enough architecture and art majors that surely somebody could come up with a decent sweatshirt design. Must I wear an Aggie shirt just to have an attractive graphic? Must I be reduced to that?]
Me: OK, OK. Whatever. Fine. I won't touch it again.
* See "The Good Salt."