Accidentally, Jane peed on the bed today. It's a long story. Eight hours long, or nine. (Jane would say eleven, but she exaggerates.)
So we had to wash the down comforter. That unknowingly had a tear in it.
Approximately 88,000 wet feathers were plastered to the inside of the washer when I went out to investigate its early stop.
Add the consistency of wet feathers to the list of things that makes me *gag*. Right after soap goobers*. OHMYGOD I HATE SOAP GOOBERS *GAG* They're friendly boogers, but just so much grosser. EWWWW SOAP GOOBERS. GAG GAG.
*You know, those clumps of soap that sort of hang from the pump? It happens with lotion, too, which is actually just as gross as soap. There is nothing grosser. In the world. Than a soap goober. And I've seen people eat their own scabs, folks.
5 comments:
hahahahaha those things are disgusting
yuck
washer is fixable, right? good luck...
yes...washer is working fine! phew.
ugh. i imagine that must be what the floor of a chicken harvesting factory must look like.
only redder.
btw - i hate those lotion boogers, too!! and you can't stop them. every once in a while the booger just oozes out and it's like, wtf do i do with that? i have to use a kleenex and trash it. *ugh*
I especially hate soap boogers on shampoo bottles.
Like I'm gonna put THAT on my head?
LOLOLOL
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