I sat on my bed in the dark, with an office-sized paper shredder in my arms and an empty gallon milk jug. I flattened the jug as best I could, and attempted to feed it into the shredder. It occurred to me just then that it wasn't just a lengthwise shredder. It was a cross-cut shredder, and had more work to do on the plastic than I'd initially
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Before you got to the part about your mom I was thinking "why the hell were you shredding a milk jug?"
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