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| Brutally Honest!! OKAY. Now l have to concede to being confused! And if brutally honest, not amused, Truth be known, l am slightly baffled! How, in today’s modern society this still goes ahead ungrappled? It’s simply not on. It bloody is not! Enough is enough. Time for answers to be got! I want to know how this nonsense can happen. And it’s not the first time. It repeats time and time again! I count them in, but not back out! Where are my missing socks? What’s all this about? Washing machines are supposed to be intelligent! Not metal devils full of electrical sin and hell-bent, On destroying and kidnapping innocent fabrics! Perhaps there is some voodoo present, Ancient Magick? I have been jinxed for some years. This l cannot deny! But for the love of logic! Why my socks, why, why, WHY? Damn you, damn you to hell, it is not funny! By swallowing my goods, you’re making me lose money!! You are a machine. What do you want with them? Deceive me you do, irrelevant the time of day, am or pm! This is just plain silly; l think l might be going mad! That l can be turned over by a lump of metal, been had!! Wait a minute now, let me count, let me see, Twenty-two went in. Oh, my Nooooooooo, l have twenty-three! Oh, you rotten bloody sod! Now you are giving them back! And look at it. It’s bedraggled. It’s been subject to attack! What do you do with them? Where do they go? Good grief, you brute, it has no toe! Eeeeek, give me strength, nor has it a heel in! You are a terrorist. Have you no feelings? I give up. You are obviously seriously deranged! From this point on, l will make my own arrangement! I will hand wash them all. At least l know they will be safe! Instead of going through your cloth abuse and chafe! To be brutally honest, I will feel more secure, And my socks will be glad not to have to put up with more of your manure!!! © Rory Matier 2011 |
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Oh this happens every time I do laundry. At least one is AOWL! I think using a laundry mesh bag is the way forward. Nothing can extract the socks from a bag zipped shut. 🤪
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Morning Sadje 🙂 Indeedy, mesh bags are now used a lot more now that they exist. Back in the day socks were almost an everyday casuality 🙂
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They still get lost if we aren’t careful. In that alternate universe of lost socks 🧦
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Oh yes the Lost City of Sock 🙂
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🧦🧦🧦🧦
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I’ve been doing laundry for over 60 years, in public, shared and private laundry facilities and I have NEVER lost a sock or anything else in the process. This whole idea that laundry equipment is at fault irks me albeit in a very small way.
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You are very lucky then.
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Very funny poem! I buy the exact same socks in big quantity when I restock socks. That way, at most I have one extra sock at any given time.
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Hahaha Geoff an excellent way of dealing with it 🙂
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Lost socks, my daughter has given up and wears odd ones.
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Hey Diana, best way to be.
Admittedly l don’t tend to lose many socks, but there was a time when the front loader kept swallowing them up. It turned out to be a fault with the model and the twin drums.
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😊
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I love your sense of humor, Rory! I wash socks and other small items in a zip up pillowcase.
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Yes, l started doing that after l was losing too many at one time. The UK had a twin drum model and the inner drum kept swallowing socks.
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