Last night, my husband used the dishtowel to grab a giant housefly in the kitchen, and took it outdoors, where he shook it free.
My hero.
He then walked back in the door still finishing his previous sentence, neatly folded the towel, and started to put it back on the rack. He looked startled when I stopped him with a (laughing) screech.
His response? "Well, it's not like I killed it... I don't think anyways..."
Re: Things men do.
THIS! My DH probably woulda left the towel outside with the fly!
Grody!
(My DH is pretty grossed out by germs so I don't worry too much about him - but my teenagers on the other hand...OMG.)