I got a Roomba. The only thing that prevents me from making out with it is the copious amount of pet hair now entwined in its beautiful brushes.
Roomba, I love you.
Soon, I’ll strap the video camera on it and send it on a “mission”. Cause I’m a big dork like that.
May 30th, 2005
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