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One day, I awoke from a deep slumber. My undies were drenched with a strange alien liquid. It was yellow. Soon I realized I had just pissed myself in my sleep. I got up to remove my clothes in a sexy manner before I realized the puddle had spread into my clean laundry. I sighed and went to pick up the basket. It was about time I cleansed my clothes with some detergents anyway. I shoved the basket into the washing machine somehow and slammed the door with the force of 1000 hulks. I pressed some buttons on the machinery and up started the whoosh of the waters flowing in. The basket was torn to shreds within the washer and all that filled my ears was plastic clanking on metal. "Fuck, my ears." I stated, visibly distressed with my tiny feeble 14 year old boy hands cupped over my audio receptors. I thought I heard a muffled "Fuc you." through the clankage of the plastics and I got a chill up my boner. It was a chill unlike any other. I turned around to see a large man standing in a crouching pose on my ceiling. "Get down asshole." I screeched. "I
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