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Alarm clocks are stupid

I have always had this really wierd alarm clock. It was pink, small and had countless scracthes from when it would fall off my bunk bed. The alarm would go off now matter how you would set it. If the alarm was off it would still ring. It was pretty wacked-up.

So the other day I got a new alarm clock. It was black, big, and had a built in radio.
It was the weekend, so I had set the new alarm clock to 8;10 so i could take my dog out. I went to bed that night glad because I had an alarm clock that worked.

At 2:20, I hear a small static beeping sound. At first I thought it was new alarm clock, but I had set it to awake with the radio (and at 8:20.) I get up, and walk torwards my alarm clock. It's not making any noise, so I countinued looking for the source of the noise. I get to my drawers, and hold everything to my ear, trying to
find the noise. I hold the old alarm clock to my ear, unpluged,off, with the cord wrapped aroung its self.

The static beeping was coming from the unplug alarm clock. I drop the clock, and slap it. The beeping stops.


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