Once upon a time I decided to do my laundry like a good little girl. I'd made it through two loads and was preparing to transfer the third from the washer and the dryer. Humming myself a little tune, I picked up my laundry basket and headed to the laundry room, and there it was:
A big, fat, black, nasty, I'm-going-to-kill-everything-in-my-path
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