For my coffee maker.
Yeah. So here's the rest of the story: After twelve (12) years I finally went out and bought myself a new coffee maker. Maddie quickly pounced on my old one and moved it into the living room. She needed it to serve her salon customers some coffee.
But she had to make some coffee. And she needed a tampon. (COFFEE FILTER)
Phew.
See the picture below.




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