Only in my house. Could we have a magically appearing towel.
that’s right. A towel… a bath towel.. appearing out of nowhere… and residing in our bathroom.
My dad walks into my room and asks if I know where it came from. Nope. Doesn’t he? Nope. Oh dear…
That’s funny – my dryer spits out a spare sock (used, never new) every once in a while! Maybe our family is cursed? Muhahaha. heehee.
hahaha random socks are fun… random towels are a bit… oddd… XD