it grinds my gears
07Jul09
There aren’t that many things in my life that I consider bothersome, but I absolutely hate it when I run out of boxers. I look through all my drawers, and even my luggage bags hoping that I left a clean pair in there from retreat, and then I just resort to going to my dirty laundry. It’s like having the honor of choosing the winning raffle ticket from a bucket. I don’t smell it or examine it, I just put it on and forget about it as soon as possible. Ignorance is bliss, but I hope I don’t get a rash or something.
*edit*
Okay, so I ended up finding another pair of boxers that were fresh. They were hidden in a pile of laundry I did weeks before. Geez.
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why can’t you just buy more? or do a load of just your underwear?
i’m really grossed out right now
do your laundry joash!
you dirty
do what allen does. flip them inside out. their like brand new inside then.
haha
i can only imagine how dirty your room, bathroom, floor …ick