haha, i'm getting a really funny image when i try to picture it because it's a just an odd image plus my house has weird ass laundry baskets from like the 1800s.
Random story like that: There used to be this mud bank (overgrown now) leading to the creek in my yard and my brother, his friends, and I used to sit on pillows and slide down the mud bank into the creek. It was amazing.
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