Also as the show creeps near, things need to get painted. I seem to constantly stick my hand in wet paint, so by the time I leave I have multi-colored hands.
When I get home I try to get all of the paint and lube off of my hands, so the 45 minuets when i get home is basically just me washing my hands. Obviously the crazy from my mom has rubbed off on my dad because he keeps asking me why I wash my hands so much. My only response is " to get the paint and lube off of my hand's." My dad's response to this is "What, are you having sex at the theater and you have to get rid of the body paint and sex lube?!"
Sometimes I wonder where my parents come up with this stuff.