Wash Cycle

Demi has her snake hair peer inside the jammed vacuum. Two of the snakes tug and…

RIIIIIIIiiiiiiIIIIP!

—each yanks out a half of Yazeba’s granny panties!"Oh! What have I done to deserve this fate!" Glaring in the direction of the gods that cursed her, she adds, "Lately?"

"You guys are getting too wild! Smooth grooves, dudes. Just ride the vibes, like Percy here. My man gets it!" Sal says. He gives the bewildered elemental a high five as he empties the washer into the dryer.

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"Are those Yazeba's... No. Nonononono. So much ick. I should never have agreed to help." Gertrude dramatically and loudly dry heaves behind her mask.

A smile splits across Percy's obsidian face as he loads another towering armful of brightly colored clothes into the washer.

"I think this was my new personal best for dirty laundry loaded at one time! Anyone want to try and beat it? The winner goes on the wall of fame upstairs!"