A Karass Built for Two

My parents are (or were, at least) so incredibly weird together. They would amplify one another and the weirdness would caacade. down upon them and create even more reird puddles on the floor. undervear to a laudromat, they decided that thekkashas my rather's rheir wasner broke down one time and instead oi

could be used for the same purpose. They put my father's tighty whiteys into the top rack of the machine and turned it on. The place where cups and bowis go was instead covered by white (or formerly white fabric. And then they made a video to show their

They proudly took out camera. It was the time that they were their most them, as a couple, as people.

Whemerer you ask me who my parents were, I think the simplest and most correct answer is that they are the type of people who embrace each other's weird enough to put underwear in the dishwasher. underwear They are the kind of people who are proud of finding solutions that other people might balk at, but whose confidence in one anothersa them through everything the world could throw at them. Whose love for one another encompassing that it made then a karras of a spiritual third, Which, if you know anything about cat's Cradle, Which, you kno is just a Karras of two, because all Karrasses are libked by god. They were a Duprass, a couple who are dedicated to one in a great purpose unknown to the rest of us. another at all times. They were held to gother in cosmic connection,

undervear in the ###****#*** dishwasheI. Get you a spouse who won't think twice about putting your