Bedsheets

My grandmother was very old fashioned, as she would rather hang her laundry out to dry on the clothesline, rather than spend the money to buy a dryer.  I could never figured out why she always washed so many fitted bedsheets.  Ya know, the ones with the elastic in the corners. There were only two beds in the whole house,  and only one of them was used regularly.  I got my answer though, one day, as I was playing in the yard. I took off running into the bed sheet, the elastic grabbed onto my head, and the fabric flowed behind me, almost like a mask and cape on a superhero.  I would do this, yankingthe clothespins out and I would run around like that until I was out of breath and my grandmother would catch me and fire my ass up with her hickory switch for messing up her laundry.  She started laughing, as she looked at me sitting there, the sheet still on my head. and said, "Silly boy, get my underwear off your head."