After I finish laundry, I hang it.
No, I don’t hang it up. I literally hang it.
I put all my laundry on a chair.
Then, I tie a noose at the end of a rope, throw the other end over a tree branch, and tie it down.
When a crowd gathers, I put the laundry in the noose and ask if it has any last words before I kick the chair out from under it.
The laundry jerks around a bit at the end of the rope before it stops swinging.
You shouldn’t have rustled all those cattle, laundry.