I have a confession to make. I’ve never really ever made my bed. Yes, yes once or twice I’ve taken the initiative, but for the better part of my life my bed either remained messy, my mom made it, or my wife did. (Don’t flame me, you feminist felines.) If I was a regular bed maker, I surely would have learned how to fold sheets. If I learned how to fold sheets, I’m sure I would want to shoot someone whenever I had to fold a fitted sheet (those types of sheets that “fit” onto your bed thanks to elastic). The following is a comic that illustrates the hate for fitted sheets:

Bahahahahaha…

[via Something of that Ilk]