...trying to entice Mr. Vonnegut by exposing parts of my body that should remain covered at all times! But I am infact attempting to illustrate the level of seriousness of my concern regarding the washer troll who now clearly enjoys taking scissors to our clothing, apparently during the rinse cycle. WTF? I put these jammies in the washer - perfectly in tact, and they came out missing a chunk...clearly a chunk that isn't simply a break in the fabric because if I gather the edges together as if to repair the hole, there is not enough material to go around my brutish thigh anymore...and NO, I swear it, the dog's head is not stuck up my arse.
Completely on another end of the posting spectrum...
This is the state of the latest neglected painting in the corner of my room... i call her "blinky" fer now :)
