So I admit it. It was a kit of iron on transfers with a canvas bag from Wally World. But to me, a true ironing moron, it was a success. I never, ever learned to iron nor do I have any desire to iron. My only ironing experience was fourteen years ago when I burned myself ironing a shirt. Very traumatic and educational as I learned I hate ironing and never to use a hot iron while wearing the wrinkled clothes. Jeez, wet the shirt and throw it in the dryer for a few minutes while you eat your breakfast of Mayfield Extreme Moose Tracks.
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