So I'm putting Kristin's e-machine computer back together when she requests the following.
"Can you do me a favor and keep your eyes peeled for a stack of my underwear. I washed and dryed them and folded them and I have no idea where they went. I can't find them anywhere."
Clearly, the South Parkian Underpants Gnomes have resurfaced in western Washington. Be on the lookout! They're extremely short, they are armed with pointy shin-poking caps, and they smell heavily of Bounce fabric softener. If spotted, do not approach the subject. I repeat, do not approach the subject. Instead, call your local Maytag repairman who will be more than willing to help.