I couldn’t find my stapler at work, and I needed to staple some papers. I became very angry that someone had stolen my stapler. Naturally, I wanted to burn the building down. But then I found my stapler and it was ok.
The frantic ramblings of a 1L...and other assorted thoughts. It's a goody bag really, but without the random tootsie rolls or solid milk chocolate...no one likes you solid milk chocolate.
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