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Me being me, I guess
I can't really be trusted with anything. I just put a used spark plug into a power screwdriver like it was a bit and started drilling into the drywall of my apartment. I see why my parents never let me have a knife on my multitools and were always weary about letting me use power tools growing up. It's not that I would hurt myself. It's that I would end up destroying stuff that they needed
Me being me, I guess
I mean, it's not really a surprise. There's a nice bit carved out of my desk from me playing with a pocket knife, my computers tend to be broken just from me screwing around, and when I was, like, 10, I had a multitool that my parents cut the knife off of that had a pair of scissors. I ended up using those scissors to start cutting into a seatbelt in the back of my dad's truck.