I remember when I pwned a bubbler. It was out at school Some kid traded me for a quarter. The peice was all inside out...definatly worth it.

On the morning it broke me old roomie adjusted our rug. He pulled it out from the couch by about a foot and a half. The day before I put the rug so it was under the couch. We went back and forth like that no biggie.

I only mention it cause its kinda funny. I still broke my pipe. I had it on top of my comforter which was on the couch. Like an idiot I ripped my blankie up in a haste and smash. It landed on the hard floor...where rug used to be... and shattered.

Im the one who left it there...I am the one that lifted said blanket...I broke my peice. It has been years since that happened. Years. I am still irked over it. I loved that thing.

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