No matter how hard I try, you foul toaster, you leave crumbs everywhere.
Fuck you, toaster.
I pick you up to clean you, and as I set you down, more crumbs fall.
Toaster, you are the bane of my workplace existence.
I detest you, maker of toast.
Friday, June 25, 2010
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