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Thursday, May 28, 2009
Dogs, Dyson's and Blowing Chunks .....
There is a connection! ..... Well; Alright, so the old gag about 'Blowing Chunks' probably caused me to wet myself, in front of my mother, when I was about sixteen. Must've been some sort of experience like that to have left such a lasting impression on me.
I had a 'Pit Bull' once who I called " Beef ". Somehow that name never once caused me to double up, in silent appreciation, as having called him " Chunks " would've done. " I like eating beef. " just doesn't touch the nerve like ..... anyway ....!
So, I have this Dyson. It's a DC16 something. First on the left inside that link, to their site, there. The Utter Bollocks! I've loved this thing since the evening I bought it. Back in December. It literally sits here, at my right hand. And that only because I haven't got round to Rawlplugging its little holder / charger to the wall yet. But it's still there. Apart from a Sig Sauer P226 what else could a man want beside him? Dogs aside, that is!
Straight up, people. This baby ~ my Dyson ~ was truly, obviously, designed and made by Men. For Men. And men living alone. It's the answer to our dreams!
It sits there, constantly on Charge (Yes, it's a Re Chargable. But no batteries, as such. It's a Plug and Stay thing) I just leave mine plugged in, 24 / 7. It's always ready when I want to use it.
And here's it's Best feature: A charge only lasts it five minutes of actual use! Yeppers, ye heard And read me right there. This baby sucks like a train, for about Five Minutes. Then simply cuts out, dead. Blessed Be!
Lads; A full on, fucking great, 'Can suck the life out of a carpet' hoover like a 'Big Dyson' may be the wifes dream. Fuck the wife! That's all ye married her for, right? But for we Born Again Lads? This muvva is a godsend.
Believe me. Five minutes of 'hoovering' the Dog deposited crap off ye bed, and from around the place? Then looking for other places to bother about, before that Five Minutes is up? Trust me on this; More often than not ye'll be Praying the fukka runs out, before ye will to keep doing such 'House Work' does! Then it can be back to ye computer and Dogs and shit for an hour or so, before ye might fancy doing ye books off.
I'm completely happy with my one. 'Blown Away', one might say. And that brings us full circle: Blowing Dogs!
To Be Continued ....!
(Only; I'm smashed. I feel this is quite enough for one read. And, I feel the 'point' is worth another, quicker, post. See ye tomorrow?)
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Must admit i have wrecked 3 big dysons so i use a cheapo tesco cleaner now but i quite like the idea of that small one for quickness more than anything to get dog hairs of the sofa
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