When I left the city with my young family, we packed up in a school bus and high tailed it for the woods. In order that my already tolerant bride did not have to use a rock and creek to do our laundry, I procured an old wringer washer.

My children were well provided for by her ample 38HH mammary glands, however that very amplitude proved to be an impediment to laundry, as well as providing an unforgettable illustration of the old saying 'to get your teat caught in the wringer'.

The old washer didn't see much use after I managed to pry her out of it.

Do be careful!