I was taking a load of laundry out when I saw something red poking out of the rubber gasket; thinking it was one of Cosette's tiny scrunchies, I reached in to grab it. It was jammed a bit and I had to pull, and lo and behold, what I ended up with was a dripping wet red sock. I reached my hand in to see what else was under there, and found a white sock, too!
Finally! Irrefutable proof that the washing machine does eat socks!
(Never mind the fact that I was washing reds and whites together.)
