Back when my girlfriend delivered pizza for a living, we spent a lot of time sitting in the pizza joint where she worked. There was this laundromat next door, and you could hear music coming from there from the bathroom of the pizza parlour. Anyway, one day, we heard this *thunk*, *thunk* noise coming from next door.

"What the hell is that?"

So somebody goes over to investigate. It turns out the neighbourhood kids were taking turns riding in the dryers at the laundromat. This seems like a really dumb thing to do to me.

So that's how I knew we were in a small town, where the kids had nothing to do but ride in the dryers at the only laundromat in town.

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