So today was the day or so I thought. After a month of procrastinating I was finally going to do my laundry, only because it's Friday and I need something clean to wear to the clubs this weekend. So I lug my 50-pound bag of laundry down into the basement only to find the fucking washer broken now what! I don't have money to go to the laundry mat, although it is one of my favorite pastimes getting stoned and watching my colorful tube socks spinning in the dryer is totally worth the $2.50! But today I don't have the bang or the buck for that kinda entertainment so now what? All 47 of my t-shirts are dirty and none of my pants are cleanâ√'. Wait what did they do before the washer and dryer? Whenever life's modern inventions fail me I like to think back to the time when they didn't exist can I just put this stuff in the sink and mix it with some soap and swirl it around with a stick or something? I guess if I was to even attempt washing something in the sink I would have to wash the dishes. Too much effort! So
how about all you lovely ladies just stay away from me this weekend. I'll be the one wrinkled and stained.

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