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Thursday, 19 February 2009

'What happens when I leave my Roomba home alone?'

Roomba may or may not go through your things, sample your perfume, and call your ex-husband, pretending to be you.
Posted by Paige at 12:50
Labels: books and shit, McSweeney's

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