doing laundry

we've probably touched on this before but if there's one thing i hate more than shaving or making the bed, it's doing fucking laundry. today is the second day in a row i'm wearing a pair of my wife's socks. her feet are super tiny, they are like kids feet. it is funny to put tiny socks on my size 11 big-dick feet. LOL! i am not wearing any underwear. i havent done laundry since sometime in march. fuck laundry. fuck it to hell. i think i'm going to have to do it right now ... ORRRR i could go buy socks and underwear.... hmmmmm....

please go commando

turn it into a drinking game and things will be all better

i don't mind doing the laundry

but yes, making the bed is one of the worst things ever

I LOVE doing the laundry! I don't know why? I guess I just like going through my old t-shirts, knowing that in matter of minutes they'll smell like flowers and rainbows. Oh, and there's nothing better than the smell of fresh and clean bedclothes. MMmmmmM!MM!M!!!

how far do you have to go to do laundry? i have to get in an elevator and go 8 floors down and mingle with old women who wash their dish towels 24/7. maybe that has something to do with it

I don't mind it now that I have a washer/dryer in my house.

When I had to go to laundromats or share with other tenants in my apartment complex, it was pure torture.

In my younger days I found a wash 'n fold place that would do it for me really cheap. But it was weird having a stranger wash my clothes.

i take it you don't have a washer and dryer in your house? i think if you had a washer and dryer it wouldn't be an issue, maybe? i mean, i just slam some clothes in and then do something else for a bit, then i come back and i've got nice smelling, warm clothes. nothing like putting on some warm fresh underwear right out of the dryer.

edit: but laundromats are horrid places. although sometimes there are hot women at them, and if i have a book i don't mind.

I walk out my front door, turn right, walk 4 feet, turn right again, and then open the door to my utility room. And that's it. I actually just washed all my t-shirts today - mmmmmmmmmmmm!

there's nothing like fresh clean sheets on your bed. i have a little clean sheets song that I sing every time i slip into my freshly made bed for the first time.

  LOL Alzado said:

there's nothing like fresh clean sheets on your bed. i have a little clean sheets song that I sing every time i slip into my freshly made bed for the first time.

Share it

i saw some documentary thing which featured a guy who put on a brand new pair of boxers every day - spent something like 120 quid a week on tommy hilfigers. i want to be like him when i grow up.

  Squee said:

  LOL Alzado said:

there's nothing like fresh clean sheets on your bed. i have a little clean sheets song that I sing every time i slip into my freshly made bed for the first time.

 

Share it

*annoying falsetto*

clean sheets

clean sheets

how i love them, clean sheets

they feel so neat

upon my feet

how i love you clean sheets

I make my man do the laundry, yea real talk.

  zaphod said:

i take it you don't have a washer and dryer in your house? i think if you had a washer and dryer it wouldn't be an issue, maybe? i mean, i just slam some clothes in and then do something else for a bit, then i come back and i've got nice smelling, warm clothes. nothing like putting on some warm fresh underwear right out of the dryer.

 

edit: but laundromats are horrid places. although sometimes there are hot women at them, and if i have a book i don't mind.

i'm in an apartment complex right now so it's a shared laundromat in the basement and i always have to have a stack of quarters handy so many times doing laundry requires going to the fucking bank and getting a roll of quarters.

my new house will have a washing machine and dryer in the idm basement so that should be better. but even still i hate folding the fucking clothes up. i would have no problems doing laundry if you could just shove the clothes back in the drawers from the laundry basket.

i like the way sheets smell after a week of being slept in. my body has a sweet smell to it. it's pleasant, i dont funk things up like some of you sweaty cows who have learned to love the smell of clean sheets

i just retardedly writhe about in fresh sheets going "mmmm, ughhhh, mmmm, *sigh*" etc

that's nature's way of keeping you from killing yourself.

admittedly i do like coming home at like four in the morning to my own bed with my sheets smelling like me instead of the blank slate freshness that comes from being washed.

i love the smell of my own luke-warm pee in the morning

  tauboo said:

i just retardedly writhe about in fresh sheets going "mmmm, ughhhh, mmmm, *sigh*" etc

I do this every morning after my wife gets out of bed at 5:30. i love taking over the whole bed immediately after she gets out of it and i get to stretch my limbs out and discover new cold parts of the bed omgg

Oooh, I just love waking up in the middle of night, and then turn my pillow over and lay my head on what seems like a whole new and cool side of it. It's like, "hey, there are unexplored dimensions on this side of the pillow!"

i dont mind laundry now that i have my own new washer / dryer in my apt. that was a primary reason i chose the place i did. as a consequence though, i now have to do the fiancée's laundry and she generally has 2x more clothes to wash than i do.

A few months ago somebody stole my clothes out of the apartment complex's dryer. I don't get it. I have to be the worst dresser around here. And they can't wear my clothes around the complex because I'll spot them and serve up a curb stomp.

Enjoy the Autechre shirt with the crusty pit stains, jackass. And the ratty Dickies. And the skid marked Looms.

fucking hate it!

the washer in our basement is always broken. infact right now it is. and has been since a month at least.

3 flights of stairs is fine. i can deal.

but when its broken. load up 5 blue ikea bags. one on the back 1 on each shoulder. and a backpack too and head 2 blocks away. no car see. could be worse i suppose but we always put it off till the day after last pant day. just in case they fix it.

i've done my own laundry since i was 12! no complaints... i actually don't want my wife to do my laundry. she's offered in the past... and i said no!