I bought a really large box of someone's old vintage scrap fabrics once at the flea market. The material was lovely; but did have a slight smell to it. Boy was I ever ready to start in on that box! I threw the whole load in my washing machine. This wasn't a gentile front loader like I have today. She twisted and turned that fabric every which way; AND THEN BACK AGAIN ONCE MORE FOR GOOD MEASURE.When the machine was done washing I removed the load to the drier. Couldn't hardly wait for it to finish. Opened the drier when the buzzer went off.I was ready! OH MY!!!!!!! I HAD THE BIGGEST BALL OF FUZZ ,AND STRINGS. One of my quilting experiences I hope I never forget and can always laugh at when I see scraps.