The dust bunnies underneath my bed have requested political asylum.
Since I am the despot who rules this little country known as XXXX N. Belt Line Rd....I am giving them the impression that I am, indeed, giving consideration to their plea.
In reality....I just realized that I don't have a vacuum cleaner any longer. The little buggers are safe for at least one more day, because I don't feel like going to buy one. And the vacuum cleaner I inherited from The Wired Monkey was borrowed by someone else...and I think it's gonna stay there.
/wants a Dyson
//doesn't want to pay for it
///realizes she's out of luck
1 comment:
Do you have carpet or wood? You MUST have a vacum to keep the floor clean since you are walking barefoot! Must keep those gorgeous feet clean!
Really, do those Dysons really work that well?
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