The Dreaded, Evil Fitted Sheet
I threw the linens in the dryer and waited. And waited. I was primed and ready. The second the dryer stopped I yanked open the door and unraveled the fitted sheet from the load. Then I removed everything from those sneaky pockets that all fitted sheets have. You gotta watch em, they like to hide socks and things in those corner pockets. Holding that sheet out still warm and unwrinkled, I raced to the bedroom calling for Penny to come and watch. She obeyed and followed, but I thought I detected an “Oh, this ought to be good!” look on her face.
As promised, Uncle Wayne, here is the video that made it all sound so simple. If it's any consolation, when the video shifts to laying the sheet on a table, I think she played a switch-a-roo. We don't see her lay the same sheet down that she was holding. We have to assume she did. Hmmmm.
As for the rest of you...What do you think? Does it work?