No word of a lie. This dust bunny was so big that it almost ate the broom I attacked it with. So I definitely needed to document it for you all. Feel the fear. This was no mortal dust bunny.
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2 comments:
I've hunted much larger dust bunnies during basic training.
oh my gosh...
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