Obama washer
The Obama Washer was the worst kind of upgrade. It took longer than my math test and didn’t even clean my clothes right. It was like being tortured by a sock.
My socks took forever to come out, and they still smelled like my brother’s feet.
I swear my pants were trying to escape the Obama Washer.
I asked my mom if the Obama Washer was trying to make me fail my laundry test.