To sing a song of dishwashers.
Oh my God, I am so happy to have a DISHWASHER!!!!! It is so glorious I'm going to spell it out: d-i-s-h-w-a-s-h-e-r, tra la la la la! You finish your cup and spoon, and you rinse them, and then you load them on a little rack, and eventually when all the racks are full you turn the dial and BIZAM! Twenty minutes later and they're all CLEAN! No scrubbing! No more water all over my shirt! No more dish pan hands! I can use a different cup each time I want a cup of tea and I can wash them all with the flick of my wrist! Oh happy day! Oh happy day! *shakes booty*
posted at 7:52 PM
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What if I liked you in a water covered T?
Ooh, a white cotton T where the extra material is tied in a knot on your left hip, and a tie-dyed bandana on your head, with cut-off jeans and floral pattern flip flops...
...excuse me, that was really creepy. I meant yellow flip flops.
steph, all this happiness over a dishwasher? you just set your gender back 50 years.
But I'm so lazy, and it makes me so happy! Bryan's happy too, damnit. Who DOESN'T get happy about dishwashers?
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