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ben's totally random, pointless, yet somewhat heartwarming story of the day:

today i was doing laundry, which made me think back on my days as a freshman in Onieda Hall at SUNY Morrisville, waaaay back in the fall of 1996. my high school friend Ick and i lived together on the first floor. (ick--in the background of the above photo--is a whole 'nuther story we won't get into here.) anyway, we'd often be down in the laundry room, waiting for clothes and playing pool across the hallway. the machines were almost always full so everyone would take everyone else's stuff out of the dryers and leave it in a heap on top. for some reason, ick and i started folding the laundry that we took out of the dryers--probably because we were good mama's boys who did things like that. when we'd come back from dinner or wherever, we'd be happy to find that our clothes had been folded too! so the favors continued. pretty soon it seemed like the whole building was folding each other's laundry. the weird thing was, we didn't even know each other. you could be eating fajitas in the dining hall next to the person who folded your knickers and you wouldn't even know it. everyone in Onieda Hall had wrinkle-free clothes, thanks to ick and me . . .

. . . and no doubt everyone with a panty fetish had open-season on the lady's undies.

Merry Christmas!

~the Blarf