That's why when my mother insisted that I learn how to do my own laundry at 14, I didn't argue one bit... found those, and some other embarassing stuff, rolling around the dryer on several occasions over the years.
Today, even though I'm happily single with no runts, I still find odd stuff in the wash (yes, I still haven't gotten into the habit of checking the pockets before putting the cloths in the wash). The strangest thing is all the money I find. I really think that either the washer or dryer is printing 3 or 4 $1 bills each week.
SkyTeam: The alliance for third rate airlines finally getting their act together!