Death to the Crayon

if you have ever had a problem on whether or not to get rid of some clothes, here's a suggestion, throw a crayon in the laundry, preferably a bright red one.  For extra punch, pretend not to see the crayon and make sure it gets into the dryer.   You will be amazed at the damage such a little thing can do, and there will be no other option but to throw the whole load out!   Extra points for throwing in your husbands favorite shirt.   

    Crayons.   They ruin laundry,  wood floors, and walls.  In kindergarten, we were given crayons that were too big to put our little fingers around, it didn't make sense.  They don't color well unless you push hard, then they break, ending up in the bucket with the crayons with no wrappers, and no one likes those.   And the whole "crayon" or "cren" pronunciation  thing, they just don't deserve the debate.   If you have ever asked for art supplies as a kid, you most likely got a box of crayons.   An art supply? They are sticks of colored wax waiting to ruin the world.  I remember watching a show on how a crayon was made in my little years and it was entertaining, probably the only reason I remotely liked using them.   But it is high time for the crayon to go, to be melted down into pretty little candles or something. 

There is no picture to post, I don't want to remember the lost laundry load.