I once luxuriated on a blanket of fragrant rose petals you scattered around our bedroom. Disillusioned, my hands protected by sterile latex, I now use metal tongs to gather skid-marked tighty-whiteys.
Laundry day
My journal of big words and pretty pictures
Thin spiral notebook 
I think this is the first Trifecta piece to mention skid marks. Congratulations. 🙂 Thanks for linking up.
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I laughed and grimaced haha Great work.
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Hilariously well done!
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Very funny, and oh so close to the truth:)
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Ha Ha Ouch!
Make me giggle
Ally 🙂
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Gross! Lol.
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Ha! I shit you not: This is hilariously awesome. 😉
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Now, THAT was funny!
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Oh, jeez, Tara, you couldn’t have said it more perfectly!
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“Sterile Latex,” was awesome.
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Love blossoms, but still stinks. 🙂 Funny 33!
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