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Being new years day, and seeing as I had nothing else pressing to do, I decided to do a load of laundry. Things started out fairly normally, I got my laundry in the basket and headed to our complex's laundry room to secure myself a few washing machines (I do laundry in bulk, because I am lazy).
But what is this I spy perched atop the dryers? Is it a bird? A plane? Possibly some sort of evil bird-plane?
Upon closer inspection, it appears to be some sort of laundry donkey. Clearly put there in order to ward off the gnomes who steal my socks while they're drying.
What's this? A note? Some batshit insane resident is asking that we leave the donkey on the dryer, lest the laundry gnomes hide behind the dryer waiting to steal her wallet when she comes to collect her dried clothes?
No, it appears that this is an Official Dryer Donkey (tm), placed here by my condo management company in their infinite wisdom. And they have asked that we kindly leave the donkey in it's place, under penalty of...well it doesn't say, but I can only imagine that the penalty for dryer donkey theft must be quite severe.
The donkey appears peaceful, almost serene, but with a sneaky look in his eye that makes me wonder if he's planning on trying on my pants once I leave the room.
And thus ends our pictorial adventure into the wonder that is Dryer Donkey. But I find myself left with so many unanswered questions. Who is this dryer donkey? Why was he placed there? Does he have a name? Will other beasts of burden be taking up residence at our condo complex, perhaps a Maintenance Room Mule or Entryway Emu?
I feel the need to make the acquaintance of Dryer Donkey somehow, to win his favor in the hopes that he might bestow mystical powers of staciclessness and quick drying upon my humble clothings. Perhaps I will make him a hat. Donkeys like hats, right?
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I was dying laughing reading some of those posts
