What’r them cards you’s usin’ there, fella? Doncha know about how ya gots ta load a bunch o perdy colored cards that cut little ticks in em. These ticks are gonna be used later in Poli-Ticks, and thayr goin’ be spatial used for a Hugh, series ‘lecturn. Folks ‘s gonna call’m Chads. Must’ve named em efter my Aunt Susan’s reprobate son that couldn’t never learn his times tables. He’d tear up his tests ever time into tiny pieces. Since his name’s Chad, we commenced to call them there tiny test pieces Chad’s on account of they’s small.
NOW he tells me!
When we was thru punching, joggling, verifying joggling, sorting, joggling, compiling, joggling, copying, joggling, dropping them, and picking them up off the floor, we then folded, stapled, mutilated, and decorated them into Christmas wreaths.
How was we to know we shoulda saved them?