Thursday, May 19, 2005

My children.

You know I was just methodically depressing my stapler and watching the staple birthed from its loins. I realized I am like god, I create staples. One by one they mass on the birthing tray. Eventually becoming tangled and jamming the mechanisms. Now staples only minutes before not, but part of a bigger form, the staple refill cartridge.

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