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I really tried to take out the trash, I swear, just like I was supposed to. But, see, right when I was emptying the trashcan into the bag, these pirates came in and just started, like, attacking the trash. Every time I tried to throw something away, they would spear it, you know, with their swords, until their swords were all full of empty Lean Cuisine cartons and that old candy bar you said I shouldn’t eat. Which I didn’t. And then when I went to throw out the rest of the trash, some of the pirates snuck in front of me and hid all the rest of the trashcans so the other pirates wouldn’t find them, and I was so mad. And then, and then, when I finally got everything in the trash bag and I was trying–no, really, I was!–to throw out the trash bag, the pirates, like, made me walk the plank! And then while I was swimming back, they took all the trash and put it back in the trashcans, and they took all the trash bags with them so I couldn’t throw anything out, I swear, they really did. It wasn’t my fault, you know, ’cause I could have fought the pirates if you hadn’t have took away my sword after Halloween.
Then I tried to clean the bathroom, ’cause I felt so bad about not being able to take out the trash. And I turned on the faucet in the tub to, you know, get lots of water for the cleaning, and then, then this mermaid came out of the faucet and started splashing around in the water. And she was getting water, you know, everywhere and I couldn’t get her to stop ’cause I don’t speak giant fish lady. I tried, really, I did, but she only giggled and splashed even more, so I turned off the faucet and she just, you know, swam down the drain, and that’s why there’s water all over the bathroom. It wasn’t my fault. I didn’t know there was a mermaid in the faucet, I mean, there never was before. Embed from Getty Images
So then I was, you know, gonna vacuum the rugs. But then, see, this monster came in ’cause it heard the vacuum, right, and it thought the vacuum was growling at it. So the monster was trying to fight the vacuum, and every time I tried to push the vacuum onto one of the rugs, the monster would rush at me, and I had to run away. And then, see, when I ran upstairs, the vacuum followed me, ’cause it was scared, and then the monster, you know, the monster followed the vacuum. So then the vacuum and I tricked the monster into getting in the closet, and then we shut it in and stayed real quiet until it fell asleep. But we couldn’t, you know, do any more vacuuming, ’cause then the monster would wake up. I really tried, but the monster messed everything up, you know, and anyway you should stop yelling ’cause I’m pretty sure it’s still up there.