If you think it would feel dumb to take a picture of your laundry, you're right. Almost as dumb as it feels to take two, to get the angle right, and then to get them developed at Eckerts, where the teenage photo person will look at you with pity. Yeah, the hell with you kid. I had a life too, when I was 17. Now I just sit around and take pictures of my laundry.
So. . . not that anyone has ever asked, but I came up with my latest nickname after looking at my laundry one dark and stormy night. Share my joy. ;-P
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