We now continue our series of "What to do when scraps are coming out of your butt", part 342 of 237087987,
and I would like to say that I love making up random numbers.
So, while I wait (terribly impatiently) to figure out what the H is wrong with my nailgun so I can start a massive project that is keeping me up nights 'causeI'msoexcited,
I've decided to make s'more crap.
Remember my planter box I made this summer?
Holy crap balls I love this thing. And my 10 cent flowers have totally filled out. Just in time to die in freezing cold weather.
Incidentally, I've taken to cutting my outdoor garden flowers and bringing them indoors to enjoy.
And I'm lovin' it. McDonald's style.
But I digress.
Well the aforementioned box, which I had fabulous plans to use indoors, is so ginormously long that it won't fit anywhere.
So we moved on to making a "mini-me". Er, a "mini-box".
Clearly you can see that I used total crap to make this box.
'Cause I knew I's just gonna cover it with more sCRAPs.
And then more molding crap. To make this the WORLD'S HEAVIEST BOX.
The moral of today's story?
Fill your garage chock full of scraps, so much so that you can barely park inside,
and you too,
can have the world's heaviest box with which to put your decorations in. It's just that simple.