My parents had this white carpet in their bedroom, blue walls, and matching blue curtains and bedspread. I was standing in their room, by a window, as the sun filtered in. I saw a shitload of dust. I thought "If I can only make the dust thicker, I would be able to walk up it and out the window" So I went outside to the sandbox and got a bucket full of dirt. Went back into the bedroom and proceeded to throw dirt in the dusty sunbeam from the window. After a few futile attempts at walking up my thick dust path, nothing happened and I got the hint. I left the pile of dirt on their white rug. Strange, my parents never said anything to me. Either my mother thought "Better do a better job at housecleaning" or one of my sisters got a beating. heh heh heh

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