Dont come around here no more

I want to talk a little about the Downy Ball. I am a user of it, I do fancy fabric softener and I will be the first to admit that I go above the "full" line just so my crap is extra soft and supple.

I don't use dryer sheets because they are worthless pieces of poo poo. They still make my towels rough and my jeans feel like an SOS pad.

Sometimes when I am feeling a bit spendy I will buy both, just to make sure I have my lotted amount of softness for my crap.

But you can get too much crap. If you have to much softener it does leave a bit of a residue on your linens and things.

You have to learn the right amount of shit to put it, its a science almost.

My Downy Ball has been giving me pause over the last few days. Seems the bastard does not want to drain the liquid out after each washing. I open my washer to find a perfectly filled Downy Ball.

What the hell Downy People?

Now, I use the Downy Ball because I have a galloping case of the stupids..(I stole that from someone, and it cracks my shit up every time) and I forget to add the fabric softener.

When you are slightly touched to begin with and then you add a case of the galloping stupids, it makes for un-soft clothes.

So this ball gives me a chance to become a good laundry attended and give my family soft supple clothing and bedding.

But when the ball wont open, it makes me look like an ass.

And this bugs the crappy outta me.

Don't you dare make me buy another one.

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But you also know when your on the verge of drooling and pooing yourself kinda stupid when you send your kids out to the bus at the regular time, when its a two hour late start. Then you start yelling at them as to how the Sam bloody hell they could miss the bus when they were even out there early.

Don't listen when they tell you its a two hour late start. Because kids don't know shit.

You continue to yell at them thru the kitchen window telling them to get their hinny in the house so u can drive them so as they are not tardy.

because no one likes a tardy kid.

Then your child shows you the slip of the two hour late start.


And you wonder why kids thinks adults are morons.

Adults are to kids as to what clowns are to us.

Funny looking and with big shoes.

Thats it. Thats how they see us.

How does that make u feel?