When I was a teenager having to do the washing up, I use to egg myself on by imagining that every cup I washed is a future sexual encounter. It did the trick for me, I used to collect all of them from all around the forgotten spaces, even the ones mum turned into pot plants.
We never bought a dishwasher, 'maybe that's why'...
Have you got one of these coping strategies?
Should I apply for funding..?
Over to you
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This thread has his moniker all over it.
Wtf is that changing room routine about ? 😂😂😂
Like they tell golfers before a vital putt to imagine the ball rolling into the hole.
That or the OP is on drugs.
PS. I read the above as "putting my crocks on" .....as in the flip flop type footwear. Which makes more sense.