Your Lord & Savior the DOOM washer

If you know you know







In the first age
In the first cycle
When the clothes were first soiled
One stood

Soaked by the waters of Armageddon
His soul lathered by the detergent of Hell
And cleansed beyond ascension
He chose the path of permanent press

In his fabric softener he found no peace
And with boiling suds he scoured the Laundral Plains..
Seeking vengeance against the Dark Loads that had wronged him

He wore the crown of the Light Setting
And those that tasted the bite of his bleach named him...

-The Doom Washer
*Tolerance is the lube that slides the dildo of dysfunction into the ass of civilized society*

*We didn't deserve snailsrus*

As always: not medical advice but medical opinion crew