Good-bye, old friend. You still work after ten years. You should have a badge or something.
I'm sad to see my vacuum cleaner go, but it was a little too rough to use on the hardwood floors in my current apartment. So wedding gift cards bought us a Dyson. (Why do I feel dirty saying that in front of the photo of the old vacuum cleaner?)
My mom had a Dirt Devil when I was a kid. It was kind of evil-looking. It was loud and lit up. The first time she turned it on, my dog ran and hid. My dad and my brother had similar reactions. I always wondered about that thing...
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