So our vacuum cleaner sucked, as in it did not suck. And my husband was saying we’d have to get a new one, that this one had always been a crappy vacuum cleaner, etc.
I would just like to state, for the record, that we now have a sucking vacuum cleaner that doesn’t suck (because it does suck) due to the ingenuity of his wife and the help of a steak knife, a pair of chopsticks and a wire hanger.
MacGyver don’t got nuttin’ on me, yo.
Professional computer geek and linguist living in Germany, doing infosec stuff and being the freakiest mother ever.
The prolific use of the word suck is fabulous.