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the gal behind the nails
There's a 40 - 60% chance my coffee table is trying to kill me.
Yesterday, it was the worst toe-stub of my life (blister still at the tip of my tiny toe).
Today, my shin!
Has someone moved it?
How am I suddenly running into it three times a day?
The obvious conclusion is that it's an assassinating coffee-table.
I can sense it planning its next attack and, frankly, I'm a little nervous.
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