My crotch is damp right now.

Yesterday, I spent $8.75 of the froggypopfund to entertain my clothes at the Laundry Fun Center (“the laundromat” to the fucking idiot).

I poured in some detergent, and for only $3 I sent my dirty clothes on a magical, spinning water adventure that left them wet and dirty.

Then it was straight to the real money sucker, the “dryer.” I pumped in quarter after quarter and watched my clothes being spun around and around in a small chamber of fun that neither dried nor fluffed.

Fuck.

Tuesday’s forecast: Hazy and damp in the morning, but that crotch should dry up nicely for you by mid-afternoon.