It's just resting up a bit. I'll find a horrible picture of me just to prove it.
Ok, it's not horrible, but it is a picture of me in my Zankou shirt which, after only 17 hours and 36 minutes in my high efficiency front loading washer, no longer has a chocolate caramel ice cream stain on it.
I am in love with Jesus and that consumes most of my being. What's left is consumed by rollercoasters, synthesizers, electronic pop and Häagen Dazs cinnamon dulce de leche.
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Zankou beri mooch.
-Hoolia
Thank God you're back. I just didn't know what to do with my time. Welcome!
Hoolia liked that stain.
Also, there is some prismatic looking stuff in the upper right corner of that picture which is pretty cool.
Have you ever tried soaking a stain out? You know, like the cavemen did eons ago?
I like Janet's sarcasm. It is so endearing. I am thinking after 17 hours and 36 minutes in the wash, the life of your shirt has been diminished a bit.
tide to go!!
and zankou is delicious.
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