I had a table with fake brains and severed arms on it with price tags attached. They kept asking asking for the brains and setting me up with the "sorry, I know it's yours but you weren't using it" line over and over again. Dads up and down the street applauded each time.
I spend about an hour once with a group of friends walking nowhere. I don't even know how it started, but someone started to move and the rest followed, and after someone finally asked where we're actually going, nobody knew, because somehow everyone was following someone else and we were just generally walking forwards for an hour.
I did that with a sweater. Turns out you can’t just wash it. Now it’s super small. It is a hideous sweater, kind 9f looks like a shaggy bath mat. I miss it.
I have a lot of $40-50 shirts; I definitely follow the directions so the silk screening doesn’t get fucked. Though they only require being inside out and using cold water.
My father brought some Ash he had cut down in the winter a few years back. The trees were growing in MI’s UP and sawed into lumber. An Emerald Ash Borer infestation killed them. After drying, my father inlaw made a table, chairs, and bench from it for his first grandson. Here they are.
I don’t do anything else than laundry gauntlet.
I once washed one piece of cloth on its own but it felt like a huuuge waste!
Nowadays I take my chances. But I must say that my clothing doesn’t seem to take that much damage (obviously they’d live longer otherwise but I don’t want to fill a whole machine worth of water for one piece of clothing, that’s nuts!).
I do laundry gauntlet too but a lot of my clothes are tattered and worn. Probably because I still wear a lot of the same clothes I was wearing 10 years ago though and less because of my laundry habits. I did finally retire my oldest jeans this year but the t shirts are still in good enough shape.
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