Uhhhh…….

mrs cohutt: “Arrgh…. what’s that thumping in the dryer!?!” as she walks through the kitchen to the laundry room

cohutt: “whatever”, to himself, rolling eyes… (Discreetly verifies his cell phone is in his pocket.)

mrs cohutt: ” (indistinguishable muttering) ”

cohutt: “What dear?”

mrs cohutt: “(surprised burst of laughter from the laundry room)”

cohutt: “What’s so damn funny?”

mrs cohutt: “only in our house is this possible……”

cohutt, dumbfounded: “(sound of eyes blinking)”

Yes, one partially dismembered but well laundered head of garlic was the cause of the mysterious thumping in our dryer.  At this point, I have no clue what else to say.