Yesterday I made the announcement that my job duties no longer include touching crusty socks. My SS17 (aka Stink) wears the same pair of socks for days....DH has told him 100's of times to chance his socks daily but the kid is a thick as a brick.

These socks are frigging nasty and I gag when I touch them.

I made the announcement that there were socks in the hamper...someone had to get them and put them in the washing machine. Of course. neither DH or Stink jumped to do it.

A few hours went by, I said I AM NOT KIDDING..I will no longer be touching crusty socks...some needs to get them out of the hamper.

My DH went and got them BUT he put a clean pait of socks on his hands to handle the crusty socks. He sat down and said, they were really gross and he added I wanted to gag too. SMACK....I have been saying that for months.

I asked "Did you pick up the crusty ones on the laundry room floor?" DH said "No, I didn't think you wanted them in the wash." SMACK again...are you that frigging stupid? I told him go and move them! He said no they are too gross.

DH calls Stink out of the stink-cave and tells him to go in the laundry room and put his crusty socks in the washing machine. He said "You called me out my room for that?" DH told him to jsut go and do it.

Stink comes back into the livingroom' pouty lipped, head hanging low with TEARS in his eyes (Every time this 17 YO male cries I want to SMACK him). All choked up he said "WHY shoud I have to touch those socks?" DH explained to him that I will no longer be touching his crunchy socks, Stink said "WELLLLLL...I shouldn't have to either, they are really nasty"......Exactly my point!!! He went into his bedroom and cried so we were able to hear him.

I can't stand this kid.