It was a dark and stormy night. I was in my bathtub, enjoying a nice and relaxing bubble bath. I was thinking about all the porn I had been printing out lately. I decided that I needed to get rid of the printer. I didn't want my brother to find it and think I was a pervert.
So, I wrapped the printer up in a towel and took it to the roof. I was planning on throwing it off the roof and into the dumpster below.
But as I was holding the printer over the edge, I had a moment of doubt. What if someone saw me? What if the printer landed on someone and hurt them?
I couldn't take that risk. So, I took the printer back inside and put it in the bathtub. I turned on the water and let it fill up the tub. Then, I took the printer and threw it in the tub.
I watched as the water started to fill up the printer. The printer started making strange noises as the water reached its internals. Then, with one final gasp, the printer died.
I felt a sense of satisfaction as I watched the waterlogged printer. I had finally gotten rid of it. And, even better, I had gotten rid of it in a way that was both satisfying and fun.
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The Printer Chronicles
RandomWe've all been there. You want to take a bath, but your brother put his stupid printer in your bathtub again, and to make matters worse, his printer is a fucking douchebag and keeps printing porn on its own because it KNOWS how much it pisses you of...
