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So today at work being the Display Artist that I am (not), tried to set up a wall with face-outs in some sort of fancy order, trying to balance said face-outs, a drill, screws, and a level all on top of a ladder. My clumsy ass drops a screw and I have to climb all the way downnnnnn the ladder to get it and when I go to grab it I slice my hand on some sort of sharp metal object on the ladder. Now being the hypochondriac that I am I swear I have Tetanus and that I am going to die. So whose gonna take care of Winston, Bellatrix, and Angel for me?






I need to find my credit card so I can order BOOOTS. BAH!