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Preserved Ephemera

  • 20:29 As I loaded the washing machine, I noticed a hatch I'd never seen before, labelled 'Check fluff filter regularly'. Voyage of discovery time! #
  • 20:33 With a heave I unstick the screw-fitting within. As it opens, the first thing that hits me is the smell: rotten hair, and something worse... #
  • 20:35 The thing that emerges is like some Lovecraftian dildo: a curved mesh tube filled with pulpy *matter*, dripping with a dark, gritty fluid... #
  • 20:40 After ten minutes of me gagging over the sink, prying out the residue with fingers & a skewer, it's almost back to its original white. #
  • 20:45 I'm left with
    a dense, oozing fistful of what was once receipts, cat hair, clothing fibres & Glastonbury mud, studded with coins & nails... #
  • 20:52 I've acquired a sense of grim satisfaction, a minor flesh-wound, & 26 heavily-corroded pence; & I feel I've earned myself a trip to the pub. #
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oxyrhynchite
Aug. 26th, 2009 10:01 am (UTC)
And you only need to empty another nine or so similarly choked-up washing machines before you can afford to buy yourself a pint!
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