My dryer has been eating our clothes for the last 3 months. That mean spirited dryer has eaten 4 of Pearce's adorable outfits and damaged a few others. Two days ago I discovered one of Caed's shirts caught and ruined. I walked up the stairs from our basement and said, "I am ****** at that dryer. Todd, don't be surprised if you find it out on the street with a sledge hammer through the middle of it!" No sooner did I say that Todd heard an odd noise from the basement. The dryer had caught one of his shirts in it and died. That's right dryer - don't mess with me. You should be scared!
I am now the happy owner of a new Whirlpool washer and dryer set. Oh, how lovely!