Strengthening my Dissolve
Sometimes I sit here, staring out of the window thinking how great life would be if I could just come up with one fantastic invention that no-one else ever has and get it ‘discovered’. So far I have dissolving staples, which I think are ingenious – but Medieval Girl’s look of utter distain and “What the hell’s the point of that” comment made me sidestep slightly.
Erm, you know when you have a bundle of about a million pieces of paper which are stapled together in places, but you have to throw them in the recycling bins, to save the whale and all that shit? Well, but then you spend 100 hours pulling the fucking staples out again and all sorts of hilarity ensues, doesn’t it - as you flick one into your own eyeball or cut a main artery with another?
Dissolving staples, my friend! They’ll be made of, erm… I don’t know, like some sort of dissolvable material, like dissolvable stitches, and you can just whack ‘em in the bins and they’ll, like, dissolve and stuff after a few days? Non?
I like the word ‘dissolve’ the more I write it the more I feel in tune with it.
Dissolve. Dissolve. Disssssooooooooollllllve…
*Sigh*
I am seriously misunderstood.
1 comment:
Maybe you couls staple some of the dolphins together with these to make some massiver uber-dolphin taht could beat the living crap out of unethical tuna fisherman. Once their work is done, the staples dissolve and they can go about their normal business of sqeualing and clicking and helping resorts make lots of money.
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