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The Dionaea Bag
Hey, have you guys heard of the Dionaea House? Anyway, the name's based on this plant that basically sucks things in by luring them in and swallowing them up whole, without warning.
My backpack is now officially the Dionaea Bag. A couple of weeks ago I put my passbook in it and when I needed it yesterday, it wasn't there. And I swear, I turned the bag upside down and looked through every single piece of paper inside, but I couldn't FIND it, so I'd given it up for temporarily lost.
THEN! Today. I was looking through my bag again to get some money I'd put in it and out pops the passbook. And it isn't, like, I was rooting through the stuff first before I found it. I just unzipped the bag, and THERE IT WAS. My passbook.
Huh.
You know what the hilarious thing about this is?
Now my money's missing. :|
My backpack is now officially the Dionaea Bag. A couple of weeks ago I put my passbook in it and when I needed it yesterday, it wasn't there. And I swear, I turned the bag upside down and looked through every single piece of paper inside, but I couldn't FIND it, so I'd given it up for temporarily lost.
THEN! Today. I was looking through my bag again to get some money I'd put in it and out pops the passbook. And it isn't, like, I was rooting through the stuff first before I found it. I just unzipped the bag, and THERE IT WAS. My passbook.
Huh.
You know what the hilarious thing about this is?
Now my money's missing. :|
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Except for the measure of the problem. It's our rooms that "swallow" everything.
Try putting things to another bag. And see the results ^^'
I don't know why THIS idea.