The Blender That Hated Smoothies

It was early. Too early. I hadn't even opened my eyes fully when I stumbled into the bathroom, yawning like a bear after hibernation. Still half-asleep, I reached for the toothpaste. Or so I thought. The tube felt familiar. Same squishy feeling. I lazily squeezed some onto my toothbrush and started brushing. Something was off. The texture was w

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