But now it's shall ever be synonymous with Laundry. Well for me anyway.
You see, we arrived here without realising the season was now over. So that meant, No Fist Pumping, no debating whether girls are DTF... The only viable option was for some GTL...
However, the G's all seem to be shut, the T's didn't really appeal to us either.. So that left L.
We kicked the S**t out of the L. Almost literally at one point.
So here is Andreas, posing outside our chosen Laundromat... That place was deserted, so that left us with only one option... Get up to as much mischief as possible...
As you can see, SOMEBODY. Needed to wash all his clothes as he had no clean ones left... Hence the 'naked cowboy' you see here.
When I get a chance, Flickr will eventually have an albumen dedicated to today's tomfoolery.
I think it will raise a smile. It had me in tears today, just being behind the lens.
In other news: Next Stop NYC.... Via Philly again..... To retrieve my lost glasses from the gym...
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