I include this for two reasons. First it reminds me of the movie WALL-E. And secondly because we have had that going on in the laundry room for a few years now. The 30 year old Sears that refuses to die. You know, vice grips on all the dials, the top door held shut with duct tape, and such bouncing and splashing the dogs refuse to go in or out the laundry room door to the outside. The other day it finally began leaking the entire content of water onto the floor. What with the recent call from Best Buy that our new $290 washing machine (that’s with a $50 chit we got buying the new tv for Christmas) is on back order and will not be delivered for ANOTHER week, my underwear is getting stinky… Well that’s a lie, I don’t do underwear. My socks are getting stinky! Well that’s not true either I don’t wear socks, I do flip flops. My tshirts are getting stiff. Oops, too old to pull things over my head anymore. My $5 cotton shorts with pockets are getting stinky. There ya go!