The tales of the HoPi bags.

[d_diddy]

Well, since my last post, I found out there are a number of “fans” out there that are interested in my travels with the hot pink luggage I have. Being a man of ever great splendor, I cannot disappoint. So here is their story

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A message from your old friend, the Kitchen-Aid

[anonymous]

I'm so upset. I don't know if I can go on like this any longer. My life was WONDERFUL, and then something just AWFUL happened to me. And now, I'm neglected-sitting here all alone in this barren kitchen with no one to pay attention to me. Let me tell you how it happened. Not all that long ago, I had a fantastic master who saw all that I was capable of. He fosterd my abilities and took me to new heights with all the special additions he bought for me. We'd hang for hours just making meatballs with the meat grinder, or whipping up some pasta to make a lovely dinner. And then he left. I really can't blame him, it's not his fault...and in his defense, he did fight for me. But sometimes you just have to let things go. He had a choice-it was either save the HoPi family that was trapped in the closet or leave me behind. Seeing as there were 3 of them-mom, dad, and a little girl-it really just shows me that my master WAS wonderful, and made the best possible decision he could in a really tough situation. Still though, I miss him terribly. After all, he bought me! He brought me to my home! If it weren't for all of those reward points that he'd saved up, I'd still be in the store hiding in my box. Hoping only one day to make the kitchen window display so I could get a tiny glimpse of the world I was missing. And I know he really loved me, because all those point, well, if you actualized their dollar value he probably spent somewhere near $40,000! Just so he could bring me, ME....a Kitchen Aid....home to live with him. I know he's doing well, but I miss our time in the kitchen. I know he has a new pal to play around with now, which makes me sad. The thought of him making those meatballs with anyone other than me brekaks my little motor. He did what he had too. And now I just get to sit here, hoping that maybe someone will make a cake....maybe? Just one a year? Something? You can't neglect me for that long, or I'll just stop working. So goodbye my Master. Know that I miss you and wish you well. Have fun with the HoPi's. I've heard you'll all be doing some traveling, so to that I say "Bon Voyage!" Enjoy Mexico with them! And send me some pictures soon!