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Sometimes I wonder who invented the stapler.
A stapler is not really like a pen. They are sometimes hard to load. Staplers, not pens, i mean. Ten. Ten what? I don't know. I needed a rhyme. Anyway, staples hurt if you staple yourself, and did you ever notice they jam up a lot? If mine makes me mad I make it sit on a shelf. Staplers haven't come as far as a shooting star. Or even as far as scissors, or paper, or tape. Rock smashes scissors, paper covers rock, and scissors cut paper. But staplers take the cake.
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