I have barred the gates, but can not hold them for long. I can not get out. They have taken the Bridge and the Second Hall. Mr. Clean and the Tide Bottle Fairy and Dryer Sheets fell there. The pool is up to the wall at the Westgate. The Watcher in the water took the good bleach. I can not get out. The end comes. Clicks, clicking in the deep. They are coming.
:D
It’s gel ink, if that makes a difference. Long ago, I washed a gel-inked pen along with one of my famous total-liquidation loads, and got ink all over everything, including the dryer. Everything’s been re-washed many times since, but alas, to no avail.
Though this might actually be the first time that that shirt is getting the bleach. We shall see.