Follow Robin and his chums on another mad cap hilarity filled capers down at the local nut house.

"Actually Dirk it was rather strange as my mother asked me to launder for her."

"Oh no, freak tale alert." Dirk joked before realising he was hurting the chaps esteem here, "Go on my man and give us the dope."

"Why? Is it because you were a lazy toe rag?" David asked as he came and sat back down yanking his book out of the way of an offending tea mug.

"No, I did as I was told and went and laundered her money as instructed. Trouble was it was fine when wet, but when put in the tumble dryer it got all hot and stuck to the drum. I tried desperately to free it and got stuck in there myself. I went round and around, also had a conflagration break out due to the spinning making me blow off. The gasses ignited with the heat and vapors of the notes. If a quick thinking boy scout hadn't got me out of there I was a goner."

"And what a shame that would have been." David mumbled from his book.

"Mother was really angry at me as she was into money laundering and not the washing kind that I thought. I often wondered why we had a posh printing press in the cellar, now I know."

This is just one excerpt, happy reading this short story by Benjamin Timothy Dyer.