I think this is why I don't have one.
Spike's Bitches 46: Don't I get a cookie?
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Sounds like an opportunity to upgrade to something either more robust or more bouncy.
It was snowing here today. It's April.
Am I the only woman who doesn't like vibrators?
Nope.
Nope.
my vibrator died last night.
I hope you plan to give it a proper burial.
That raises a question. You're not supposed to just throw away electronics like a vibrator, right? So you take that to Goodwill for recycling?
Nope.
Well... good.
You're not supposed to just throw away electronics like a vibrator, right? So you take that to Goodwill for recycling?
Some communities have electronic recycling day, so you can get rid of your 386 PC, your 8-track tape player, and your dead vibrator, all in one fell swoop.
(Some years ago I had a battery-operated vibrator, and I was trying to be all save-the-planet, so I used rechargable batteries. And then, because I am a dummy, when the vibrator broke, I forgot I was using rechargable batteries and just threw the whole thing away without removing the batteries [which I believe you're supposed to do anyway; you aren't supposed to just throw away batteries, but I did]. D'oh.)
Completely unrelatedly, The Boy furminated Kato, and literally removed enough hair to make a small dog, and there are pictures. I was napping when this happened, and then Tim came in the bedroom to nap, which ended up waking me up. He told me about the pile of fur, and yet I was completely unprepared to walk in the living room and find a dog-shaped pile of fur arranged on the dog bed. Scared the CRAP out of me.
And then Toke went and laid down in the middle of it (also with photographic proof). That cat ain't right.