I woke up this morning, and looked at my desk. I was horrified. "Eeww," I thought. There it was, on the top, on the second shelf. Then I realized that in fact, I had done the doing, and it was my own fault. There was Mac all over my desk. "The HELL were thinking, idiot?" I wondered. Then I looked closer at the second shelf. A printer. Then I slowly
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