My iron blew up today.
I've never been good with the things. Well, that's not true. I'm great at making pleats with them. But can I make a shirt look fresh as the day I brought it? No.
I tried starching once. And made a wrinkle map of the Himalayas. It was great.
An ex once offered to buy me an iron for my birthday, and was amazed when I told him I owned one.
My flatmate actually asked me to stop borrowing hers as "it was all funny afterwards".
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