The dread of the shred that leaves you dead

6 11 2008

The dread of the shred that leaves you dead

 

Matron said I should shred some confidential stuff, lest it fall into the wrong hands. That would be… er… problematic and embarrassing – and not just for the llamas.

Now normally I’m good at shredding, but today I forgot to heed the warning of “Shred with a tie and you’re dead”.  There were warnings on the shredder and everything.

It was going great, but just as I reached for the latest stack of llama sex orgy paperwork, my tie flopped into the diamond cut steel grinding gears of the shredder of death.

This is moments before my grizzly end.

Splendid.

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