Sears
What, didn't anyone else get theirs at Sears like I did? I mean, geez, it seemed like the most logical course of action.
I used to get boyfriends and such in the clearance area, but after a few unsatisfactory scratch-'n-dents, I went whole-hog and got this one on my Sears card. Full maintenance contract, of course, and believe me, that tool replacement policy comes in handy sometimes.
Granted, it was totally uncomfortable when his centerpost started rusting, but I like the really fast agitation, and believe me, the spin is adequate. I don't know if everything's ready to iron when the cycle's done, but I'm sure ready for a cigarette.
In the pic, the "us" of "us" is on the far left (Rick), the second-from-the-left (Matt), and on the far right (me, Nate). Apologies for the cameltoe I've got going on; I've since bought shorts that actually fit
And, you may ask...why three? Well, because I'm a whore. A velveteen-clad, cheap, mascara-caked, insatiable whore.
A big one.
;-)
