A Walking Washer

So I’m doing laundry tonight, and I hear this hideous noise. It’s coming from the laundry room. It’s a cross between a squealing pig and jumping kangaroo. I open the door to the laundry room and the washing machine had moved into the doorway. I’m guessing this is bad.
I’ll have to call a repairman and have that fixed. Oh boy!
Although it’s not as bad as Ryan–ask him what dead possums and attics lead to…

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