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I don’t like cleaning that much. As a matter of fact, I don’t like much that even reminds of housework. But today I really needed to clean because my apartment looked like the home of a deep zero carckaddict.
I started working with the vacuum cleaner. The dust wasn’t moving though even when I attacked it rather agressive…. Blah, blah, blah. I shouldn’t make this any longer than it should be.
I decided to clean my apartment
The vacuumcleaner didn’t clean to good
I called mom “Should I change bag?” “Yes, change dustbag!”
Im so unpractical so I couldn’t change the dustbag
I called mom “Hot the f..k should a change the mother….ng d….m bag?”
“Don’t use language like that. Look at the buttons.”
I changed bag
Not an improvement
The vacuumcleaner started to smell a little different
and the it died
smelling like burnt rubber
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Wisdom?
Clean more often. One day it’s to late for everything.
av Max @ 22:20:27