For some reason, I can't stop laughing at this conversation. I guess I am easily amused. Let me premise it by saying that I am always telling BF he needs to check with me before putting anything in the dryer. I have to repeat myself constantly because he "forgets". I don't complain about it, because a) he's doing the laundry and b) I told him if he shrinks something, then he is replacing it.
BF: Do you want your clothes to be washed inside out?
BF: Do you want your clothes washed inside out?
Me: What? Which ones?
BF: I don't know, any of them.
Me: Well, that's kind of an odd question, give me an example.
BF: You've got a bunch of clothes here that are inside out and thought maybe that's how you wanted them washed.
BF: I thought maybe you were trying to trick me.