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So... I woke up this morning and discovered our toaster is missing.

I don't kn....I dont even...but...why..?

I can't imagine how this convo is gonna go with my roommate.

"So...uh...did you happen to...kidnap the toaster?"

Then I was thinking if I went searching for it in the house I'd prolly come up with more questions than answers so I just left the condo scratching my head with that empty space on the counter.

I'm sure it'll return to the counter by the time I get home from work. Then I can convince myself that its all in my head..... weird.

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I love mysteries like that. They keep me occupied... my curiosity gives me energy, its like tracking down the clues to some mystery.... you feel like a kid again, in so many ways.

The truth is often less fantastic than your imagination's explanation though... so sometimes its more fun to let missing toasters roam.