Madness (mid-night style)

Nicole woke up this morning and arose to check on the girls. In the crib, she found something a little unusual. She found the t-shirt I had worn to bed last night. Perplexed, she asked me why my shirt was there. I could not answer her, but we both noticed that I was wearing a shirt that's usually for going to work. I vaguely remember going into the closet and getting a new shirt, but i have no memory of taking off my other shirt nor of leaving it in the crib. The shirt seemed clean... so we are left wondering, "why in the nine hells did bob take off his shirt?"

It's no wonder the dog has taken to sleeping on a towel at the foot of our bed.