| | 1 | = Not to Be Confused with the Laundry Wars = |
| | 2 | I fight demons in my kitchen almost every day. Sponges and dish detergent are my weapons, and warm water helps me refresh between battles. |
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| | 4 | This week was different, though. On Tuesday, just when I thought I had fought the final boss, the unthinkable happened. All of the enemies I had dispatched to the depths of the dark drain came back, and I had to fight them one by one without saving. |
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| | 6 | Boy, did it stink. |
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| | 8 | Then my apartment's maintenance people came and unclogged the drain with sheer skill and my plunger. |
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| | 10 | The final cutscene was not particularly entertaining, so I will spare the details. |
