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Feb 2018
I can not put my hoover down , I would rather make love too my hoover, more than a man.
My dusters I fluster
As I rub over my skin
I'm clean, there clean I'm excited with mr sheen.
Well , with Mrs fairy I better not go there,I found her very scary,
I love cleaning it excites me within,
When I do my dishes I have a massive grin.
With my mop I can reach every spot
I had Mr flash on my floor also up against the door.
I have o.c.d. you see, I just love to clean ,Β Β it makes me want too scream
This is a obsession a thing I have too do
putting my house write how is dose so excite. I love cleaning.
I just can't not sleep if I don't have everything just so. I just wanted too take a light funny look at me. It's makes me grumpy if they muck my tins up in the cupboard.  Silly I no x a guy once said you should take your hoover too bed lol x I will.
I hoover lots and do love my hoover sad lol x
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Tash Mckay  42/F/England
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