I use to wash my pants at the local and urban-like laundry mat, but one day my pants went missing. I had stepped out to eat some pizza next door as my laundry was drying. Came back to get my stuff and I was short a set of pants. I quickly called my parents and they became upset that any tom, dick, or harry would still little Clark Kent’s pants. They showed up the next weekend with a work crew that quickly dug a hole under my house and installed a washer and dryer hook-up. The new washer and dryer arrived later that day.
October 11th, 2004 @ 10:22 am
Yeah, every time I wash my jeans (which is rare) they always fit different.
October 11th, 2004 @ 7:42 pm
I use to wash my pants at the local and urban-like laundry mat, but one day my pants went missing. I had stepped out to eat some pizza next door as my laundry was drying. Came back to get my stuff and I was short a set of pants. I quickly called my parents and they became upset that any tom, dick, or harry would still little Clark Kent’s pants. They showed up the next weekend with a work crew that quickly dug a hole under my house and installed a washer and dryer hook-up. The new washer and dryer arrived later that day.
February 24th, 2005 @ 9:36 pm
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