Dreading the spin cycle

One minute I was happily loading in my socks, then a strange sensation of being kicked, then darkness.

 

That's when it started getting wet.

 

...and now I fear the worst... I'd set it to heavy soil. Where's Mrs. Flibble anyway? Surely she...

 

Oh.

 

I understand now.

 

*sobs*

 

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