i am the proud owner of a dyson dc14. i know. get a life right? well we needed an new vacumm since our relic decided it was just going to make really disturbing noises and not pick up anything off of the floor. this is not a good approach to take if you are a vacuum cleaner. so after reasearch, nagging, and the empty promise of sexual favors, justin agreed to add his christmas money to the kitty so we could get a dyson. i found a good deal at best buy so i sent justin out in the cold night to get it, just in case it was a one day sale or something. i was so excited when he came through the door with it. He quicky took it out of the package as having someone shouting "take it out of the package" over and over at you will prompt you to do. it was a beaut, bright yellow and shiny plastic with a hose that would make ron jeremy blush. anyway, i began vacumming immediatly and it was a little bit anticlimatic. don't get me wrong, it did a beautiful job but i guess i had built it up so high in my mind that i expected it to perform magic. i guess i expected my $49 home depot rugs to turn into exquisite oriental rugs... i do this though, i am telling you i am the clark w griswold of life. no matter though, my rugs are clean and thats all you can ask of a vacuum cleaner. besides, who wants expensive oriental rugs when you have a juice box weilding two year old running around the place?
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This sexual favor? If he uses it properly, like actually vacuuming the floor, that's hot for you. Did you promise he could use it improperly? ;)
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