Tuesday, April 1, 2008
Washing Dirty Jeans
Holy mother of Gobsmack! Its tough going, this jeans washing business! I just got finished hand washing 2 pairs of these motherfuckers and I think I've torn a man tit muscle!
Since my Laundromat has a bad habit of shrinking or shredding my clothes I normally hand wash my shirts and even the odd Dockers. I normally chuck the jeans into the laundry bag as, well, they're supposed to take the thrashing.
I have NO idea what made me to this but I now find out jeans, especially jeans with suspect stains on them are not meant to be hand washed. Any male will be able to tell you that. Jeans are supposed to crawl out the window every month and lick themselves clean under the beams of the full moon light. My jeans however are slackers. I'd noticed lately that these 2 culprits were smelling quite funky. Well, its to be expected. I wear my jeans every wear if I can get away with it.
Anyway, besides the odour which smelled of the standard smoke and beer from one too many bars, some curry stains (why is it they always land near the crotch area?) and some thing that I suspect is the beginning of a miniature mushroom patch I decided to get down to bizness.
Holy frak those boys are tough and heavywhen wet! Did I mention heavy when wet? Its like trying to make an origami swan out of a pregnant camel! And the bastid stains just REFUSED to come out after some very vigorous scrubbing. Well anyway what is done is done. I'll settle for them smelling of Breeze Super Power Color Enhancer Dual Action Powder.
Good workout though. All that butt clenching and scrubbing, almost as good as running a half-marathon...