You know what's a pain in the ass? Shredding bills and bank statements. It's time consuming, it's messy, and one box of paper creates three trash bags full of 1.5 inch X .3 inch paper strips. I want my bills to now be sent on cheese. That way when I shred them, I can at least at do something with the by-product. Put it on a sandwich, throw it on some pasta, toss it on top of some corn chips - all of which is better than trying to shove 20 pounds of paper into a trash bag meant to hold no more than 10 pounds. Great nachos CJ! Why thank you. That's my electric bill you are eating. I shred everything. Cable bill? Shred that bad boy. Don't need anyone seeing what extras I rented (don't judge!). Phone bills? What if someone finds my itemized statement and starts crank calling my relatives? Shred it too! Retirement statements? No one has to know I need to work for another 70 years. Shred, shred, shred! Amazon receipts? Ohhhh no. None of your bees wax. Yes, I
Imagine my disappointment when I followed the arrow and all I found was a toilet.
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Wouldn't have missed my buddie's birthday for anything!
I had a lot of fun too, despite the disappointment of no naked dancing ladies behind door number one.
Hope you, B and S enjoy Boston today.
Thank goodness there was at least TP Chewy. The other side of the door was way more dull than what was promised. False advertising indeed!
I think the leprechaun traded in his pot of gold for a little something something Blondie.
Are you hiding on that toilet? (nudge)