The living room floor has been shampooed. And it needs to be done again but I'm out of cleaner and I'm sick of pushing the machine. I thought our carpet was beige and blue but really it's white and blue. Who would've thunk it? The good for nothing clean canines are snoozing on the back porch. I guess the roar of the carpet cleaner just lulled them to sleep. I pulled up an ungodly amount of Stinky dog hair. But I can't call her Stinky dog today because she came back from the beauty shop doused in whore stink. Next time I'll tell them to lay off the perfume. She's making me and Tiny sneeze.
I'm contemplating weaseling out of tonight's baseball game to stay home and clean the living room again.