Wednesday, November 26, 2008

Laundromat Adventures

Due to my recent troublesome pest problem I had to spend several hours at the laundromat (SEVEN LOADS). Armed with laptop playlist, Adult Mad Libs and Care Bears playing cards Liam and I loaded up his car and set off to Mount Pleasant and Eglington...the only 24hr laundromat we could find...
This feels like animal cruelty.

The laundromat is sketch central - and lit with horrifically bright fluorescents.

We listen to Fergie and consume pure sugar to stay energized.

But by 2am...Delirium had set in. I made Liam try on my most fashionable top. (He didn't put up a fight).

  • Do you believe in belt at first sight - or should I tremble past you again?

  • What does it feel like to be the most thuper flask in the room?

  • Can I check the tag on your G-string to see if you were made in San Diaago?

  • Did the sun come out, or did you just urinate?

  • Are you a broom? Because you've just swept me off my vaginas.

  • I write poetry. "Ice cubes are red. Guns are blue. How would you like me to cry with you?

(we are evolved creatures.)

x and o
-Miss A


raymi lauren said...

great hoodie! bad lighting ack!

Diary of a Love/Rock Fiend said...

If only you'd been there to witness the horror of this place. I think we should start having late night laundromat parties. It's the wave of the future.

raymi lauren said...

you should just come over and use our machines ha