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Laundry is not my forte. I usually get it done, but not in a timely manner and not without wrinkles. So, today is my day to be chained to the laundry room until I start to get a grip on the innerworkings of the chore. Johhny realizes that I can ungag myself even though I'm good and keep my gag in until he tells me its ok to remove it. Then, he stands me up, handcuffs my hands to the natural gas pipes behind my back but leaves ballgag on for longer than I would like. This way I can listen to quietly him while he drones on about the procedures at hand. In the process, I am making more laundry, since my gag is now drenched. :(