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Thursday, June 30, 2005

The Staple Gun 2½: The Smell of Idiocy

One of you will be pleased to know that I have bested myself in the dumb-staple-removing department. I had been stapling, unstapling, and scanning papers for about ten minutes, managing to not be a retard in that time, but we all knew it was coming.

I reached out for the staple-remover, absent-mindedly clawed at the paper with what I believed was the correct implement, and slowly realized that nothing was happening. I looked down and saw that instead of a small brown thing with teeth, I was holding in my hand...





a big-ass stapler.

Yeah, that's right: I tried to remove a staple with a stapler. Goddamn.

-G

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