Hey, hey, what's the joke about death?

I went to the bathroom to wash my face, and I saw a buddy struggling desperately against a basin of clothes, which made him sweat profusely. When I was ready to leave after washing, I found that he had moved to another basin and rubbed it hard. At that time, I regarded him as an idol and felt that "it is cruel to wash two pots of clothes at once!" I just wanted to praise him, but he said to me with a sad face, "I just washed the wrong clothes ..."