We all must face an inevitable truth, and that is we all love lamps. Yes, thats right. Lamps, no matter what cultural background you come from or place of residency in this galaxy you may (or may not?) exist in, the universal connection of love is felt towards the lamp.
However washing on the other hand is dreaded by most human and alien life forms alike (other then mothers, because thats what there obliged to do under the child and mother harmony act of 1992). But my mother today decided to break the act "because she had work", so being her favourite son she asked me to hang out the washing. But little do I understand that the weather also hates washing (or maybe me?). So I attempted 4 times to hang out the washing and each time it rained on me.
Now I'm no genius but I'm pretty sure that those clothes aren't going to get dry in the rain. So I called mother and put on my best "MUM THE SKY KEEPS CRYING ON ME EVERY TIME I TRY AND PUT OUT THE WASHING" act, AND THEN she tells me we have a dryer (as I so t0tz knew we had one) 0_0 (as well as HOW to use it)
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