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Reflections on a PEP BB

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Feel free to move this post to "meaningless drivel" if you feel it is necessary, but this PEP badge bit reminds me of a funny story:

I inherited some UGLY dark brown and gold-striped corduroy furniture. It was dirty. Very dirty. The arm of the loveseat had a huge burn on it. It left weird vertical stripes on your face if you took a nap on it. The whole set was an eyesore.

I really wanted to get new furniture, but Hubbie suggested we save the money. So, like the dutiful wife, I tried to be content with the ugly furniture. I tried slipcovers, but they didn't fit. I tried covering them with blankets, but those just shifted around too much.

So I tried to clean it up with water and suction the best I could. I doused the sofa with hot, soapy water. I scrubbed the best I could. Then, when I went to suck up the water with the carpet shampooer, the shampooer blew up! It made an awful popping sound, smoked terribly, and stopped working. It set off the smoke alarm.

There I was, with a soaked, nasty couch. And a broken carpet cleaner. And now my area rug had a black soot stain from where the motor blew up. I broke down and bawled...

Just then, Hubbie came home from work. I was too upset to formulate complete sentences, but he quickly realized what had happened. He tried not to laugh and said, "Okay, we can get new furniture!"

And that's how I got leather furniture!!!
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