Accidently watched part of a stupid show about teenage quints. The show doesn’t even deserve mention and I would have clicked immediately off if I hadn’t been so busy drooling over their house. They had a restaurant sized refrigerator in the kitchen. Can you imagine not needing to go buy milk every other day because you had space to store a week’s worth? That’s not even the best part. In their basement, beside the HUGE laundry chute there were two commercial sized washers and dryers. Can you hear the choir singing? That’s double capacity times two! I feel myself getting excited just thinking about it. Other couples have foreplay that involves touching. Doug just whispers appliance descriptions in my ear and I pounce him.