Blackholes, Wormholes, and things that eat your Shit
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When I was younger I always used to believe that aliens were stealing my shit and moving it for laughs.
"I lost something and the amazing thing is I didn't know where I put it!"
I do this with my cousin all the time. Like one time, I moved all the furniture in his room to the other side while he thought he was home alone.
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And every time we go out, I pour water into one of his shoes.
Whenever I drop pens in my bedroom and I get down on the floor to look for them: they're gone. They're just GONE. My room is tiny, and completely clean. There's nothing for them to fall under. I have no fucking clue where they go.
Occasionally I'll find them in weird places like they've landed against my trousers and got caught in a little fold at the bottom.
I get the feeling that there's some poor sods in some universe somewhere that's almost completely filled up with pens.
Every single time I need my guitar capo, it takes me at least 10 minutes to find, even though whenever I put it down I make sure it's in the same place.
my tarantula has pushed small objects off my desk before. I wonder if she sneaks around when I'm not in my room...
This doesn't happen to me within my room, but once I'm out, who knows where my stuff goes.
I fucking hate it when you seem to have lost something and then you find it in your hand.
I swear I spent half an hour looking for an iPod that was right there in my hand.
I blame everything I'm missing on CERN and their LHC. I sent them various emails that a micro blackhole consumed a pallet of $50M in my house. They've yet to get back to me. Fuck them.
I came in here expecting a awesome read about these things. Needless to say I'm disappointed.
At school, I raged it when someone stole my hat. Turned out I was still holding it under all the books and folders I was holding as well.
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