When my daughter and I went to see Phantom of the Opera, she bought a t-shirt as a souvenir. It's black with a white glow-in-the dark phantom mask and a red rose. It's a high-maintenance shirt. It can be machine washed, but it has to be hung to dry so the phantom face doesn't start cracking.
Well, the other day Laundry Man, aka Mr. Webber, washed the shirt and hung it to dry over the shower rod in our bathroom. We went to bed and sometime in the middle of the night, he rolled over and just happened to look toward the bathroom--and saw a ghostly face peering back at him. A quick shot of adrenaline later, he realized what he was seeing. The phantom. The shirt was glowing in the dark.
I slept through the whole thing, but laughed and laughed when he told me about it. I have a feeling next time the shirt is washed, the printed side might be hanging the other way when it's hung up to dry...