I hate doing laundry. When I was with a lady friend, I didn't
have to lift a finger to do it. But now that I'm alone, looks
like I'm stuck machine washing all my Tommy Bahamas, one hundred
percent silk, baby. They deserve the best care. But not just any
laundromat will do. This place is perfect, in a better
neighborhood with better machines and a better class of people.
But the best thing about this laundromat: the bar with a big
screen tv. And they make some terrific mojitos!  One day, as Sam
sorted out his laundry into three machines, one for lights, one
for the shirts, and one for darks, the most beautiful woman in
the world walked in. She was slim, blonde haired and blue eyed,
with a peaches and cream complexion, and ruby red lips that
begged to be kissed. To his delight, she selected three machines
next to his. She didn't even leave a machine empty between them
like most people did.  She separates the lights from the darks.
She separates the whites from the lights. She even uses the same
detergent and fa