Nothing wakes you up quite like reaching into a towel pile and grabbing a RAZOR BLADE with your bare hand.
“What the….” Mr Smudge mumbled to himself as his hand swept across the sharp metal shard.
He reached into the pile to grab it slowly, “A razor blade!” He shrieked.
“Man, some days Im just not cut out for this line of work…”
Mr Smudg grumbled to himself,
“who in their right mind leaves a razor blade in their laundry?”
Was it lost in the bathroom cleaning chaos? He thought to himself.
Do I need to get a tetanus shot? Or better yet screened for something else?
UGH.
Todays lesson?
Razors go in the trash.
Not in the laundry piles, where mascots fear for their lives.
Until next time,
Mr. Smudg
Still here. Still grumpy. Hopefully NOT with some kind of blood born pathogenic disease underway.
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