Yes indeed. Peel that sucker out of the washer, fling it around like a possessed tassel on the end of a pastie, throw in a few Jackie Chan moves to somehow get yourself halfway across the room mindful of not hitting yourself in the head with the wet toe of the sock as you begin some freaky raver strung glow stick routines, then LET that puppy fly.....

Yep. Oddly satisfying.

And this has been your moment of laundry zen.