Should you call your day a complete wash if your greatest creative achievement was paper fastener nunchucks?


Six Replies to I Can Deflect Staples

Scott Hardie | August 16, 2006
I just found a use for them: Cat toy. She's been eager to play with anything and everything since her favorite toy, a colored strip of cloth on a stick, was destroyed a few weeks ago. One second I was flinging the toy at her and flinging it back over my shoulder, and the next it was yanked out of my hands and shredded pieces of it flew all over the room. Those ceiling fans are dangerous.

Lori Lancaster | August 16, 2006
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Amy Austin | August 17, 2006
Kitty nunchucks (for Lori...):


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Amy Austin | August 17, 2006
...cover it up with some kind of material...

Kris Weberg | August 19, 2006
Hell, Scott, most days I don't even reach the paper-fastener nunchuk level of achievement.

E. M. | August 28, 2006
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