You remember our buyer friend Matt, don't you? That's right, he's the one with the tool problem. Well, that hasn't changed since last we spoke. He's still got tool fever. But he's out today, so we're trying to sell them all before he gets back. Please help us. Please. PLEASE.
Our dear sweet innocent Matt. Every night he falls asleep in his bed (shaped like a power sander) and, in his dreams, he dances. Dances with drills and saws and a beautiful young hammer named Hammlexandra. And when the alarm goes off? He awakes with a tear. Not because he's sad she's gone. Because he's happy she stays in his heart.