Too damn funny. (The 'damn' very much on purpose).

My wife and son conspired and one day brought home our Roombah, sometimes called Zoombah.

At the very first my wife was enamored. Oddly it irked something inside me, I mean come on. I have noticed though, her love affair for this intruder has become a little less passionate.

When I'm watching the news my boy decides this is a good time to turn on the infernal machine. I swear that after we had it for about a week the noise it puts out has quadrupled making listening to the tv impossible, ( not helping is I'm half deaf too).

Me and my twelve year old beagle Max and I have plotted how we might murder the Roombah...