Originally Posted by Wannabebwana
When I was about 3 I ended up damn near losing my arm in one of those ringer washing machines.

My earliest memory was visiting every day with a woman at the hospital whose baby was in an oxygen tent. She gave me a BIG bag of candy the day I went home.



did the same with one of those washers, just had to stick my fingers in it, lol they had to take it apart to get my arm out.


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