crappity crap.
In a hurry to do my laundry tonight; what a dose of mistfortune. Out of the wash, into the dryer; out of the dryer, covered in red streaks. Someone before me left a wax crayon in the dryer.
In one fell swoop, every single dress shirt I own is ruined.

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