One of the hoomins looked at me and squealed, "Oh, my Bun! Gus! What have you done!?"
I says, "What's it look like, hoomin? They sent us the wrong item. We needed a sheet of plexiglass and got a sheet of drawing paper instead. And even that was of the wrong size. Thump!"
Yeah, the package came; I took the box cutter and went at it. That's right, it's not the size of the blade; it's what you can do with it, you know? Keep that in mind, hoomin!
The replacement package arrived yesterday, and now my Saturday is cooked. I'll have to watch my hoomin try to frame the drawing - oh Bun, have mercy on my soul, I tell ya.
We'll keep you posted,