Why is it so, so hard to keep my place in some sort of order? You know those stories of elves that go around fixing things up and making everything nice?
I have Evil Elves. I swear that my place was only a 5 on the messy scale when I left last Friday. When I got back home, it was a 9. How Did That Happen? Evil Elves. I'm telling you.
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