Monday, September 13, 2010

The Wrinkler

Sometimes when I get a load of nice, clean clothes from the wash I like to let them pile up on the floor as a special reward to myself. By the next morning as I hurry to work I pick up a shirt from the same pile only to discover how insanely wrinkled it is! This is the work of The Wrinkler.

The Wrinkler can transport to different piles of clothes from any house, any neighborhood, and any country. It knows no bounds. I've seen its work all over. If you have a pile of clothes in your house, it will find a way. You have been warned. Curse you Wrinkler. Curse you.


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