Your brother in law's underpants

Summer and Ella are gone. My eyes teared up when they left but I could snuggle my face in Ella's furry capped head and no one knew. Ella is four months old which means she changes almost daily. Being far from her is hard, being far from Summer is probably harder. Something about a sister's friendship is just different and better than nearly everything else. Browning will get home right after they do so the timing worked out well. I overheard a snippet of their phone conversation yesterday. I wish I hadn't: Summer: I know you'll have a lot of laundry when you get home... Browning: (whatever he said, I couldn't hear, must've been something about not having a lot) Summer: well, but, how did you get laundry done on the road? Browning: (see above) Summer: Mm hmm, ok, but you'll still have all your socks and underpants I'll have to wash... Excuse me? Did I just hear my sister tell her husband she would have to wash his underpants when he got home? Where is the nearest garage, preferably with an already running car inside?