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SON OF A BITCH@@@@@@!!!!!!!!!!
I walked over to do my laundry, and there was a sign on the door that said, "Close for Remodeling." No advanced warning. No nothing. I have no other way to do my laundry. I'll have to look for some kind of laundromat or something, and I'm damn sure not doing it on no sleep. I'll have to wash my freaking son of bitching clothes by freaking hand. And I stayed up for this. I stay up with the intention of doing my damn laundry.
Fuck.
I walked over to do my laundry, and there was a sign on the door that said, "Close for Remodeling." No advanced warning. No nothing. I have no other way to do my laundry. I'll have to look for some kind of laundromat or something, and I'm damn sure not doing it on no sleep. I'll have to wash my freaking son of bitching clothes by freaking hand. And I stayed up for this. I stay up with the intention of doing my damn laundry.
Fuck.