Friday, October 23, 2009

My hat…Was molested…Tear…

A few days back, I let my best friend borrow a purple knit hat my mom made for me a while back.  Well… Before she could give it back, her room mate, Olivia, took it and wore it until the outside faded.  The interior shows the true color.  I told Olivia I wanted it back.  Angel got it for me and she entirely understands why.  Olivia takes her clothes and stretches them out.  She wore a pair of Angel’s tights with no underwear on.  Angel just gave them to her.

When I got my hat back, I saw that it was badly faded.  When I pointed that out, Angel was like “IT HASN’T BEEN WASHED!”  I told her I would soak it.

When I got home, I put it in the sink with some laundry detergent.  On the way to the bathroom to do so, I sniffed it.  My poor little hat smells.  Hopefully the stink of skank will come out and the fade is just dirt.

I want to stab her.  Stab her in her face.

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