whose pants am I wearing?

[eub]

I'm doing laundry, so I went to the pants drawer for laundry-doing pants. Right on top are these pants. They are fine pants, but they're not mine. I don't own any khaki twill (I think that's the name of this fabric) pants. But they fit. They aren't Dee's pants. Whose pants are they?

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[dr4b]

These are not the pants you are looking for. Move along.

[blk]

So whose pants were they?

[eub.livejournal.com]

Damned if I know. I don't think they're your size?

I theorize they're related in some way to the Entertainment Center of Yog-Sothoth out in the front hall. Fortunately, the pants didn't drive me mad.

[cellio]

It is a well-known fact that washing machines occasionally consume articles of clothing. That's where single socks go. So it stands to reason that this material is still in there somewhere in the belly of the washing machine. (It's possible that it's dispersed as energy instead, but I've never seen a washing machine that did an extra-good job of cleaning my clothes, nor have I seen one melt down from excess heat.) Eventually that material has to go somewhere, so in an entropy-defying move, your machine coughed it up as a pair of pants. Congratulations: you're wearing an artificial hairball.