NO! Not the BEER!

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This box of beer was on my kitchen counter. It contained mostly empties, but also four full bottles. I was in another room when I heard hissing and growling (two of our cats, Pumpkin and Sabby, hate each other and fight a lot). Then I heard a loud CRASH coming from the kitchen. Sabby was up on the counter trying to look innocent, and Pumpkin was nowhere in sight. Two of the formerly full beers were lost, and I had a hell of a mess to clean up.

Submitted by: Christine Murphy

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So long my loved futon

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My futon was the piece of furniture that I loved most.

Some months ago I travelled to California for a business education (I live in Sao Paulo, Brazil).

My mongrel (adopted from the streets) got stressed and wanted me back right away. To show her feelings, she decided to blackmail me using my futon.

So long my loved futon.

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Submitted by: Marco Gomes

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