Last week Jake spent a couple of afternoons happily cutting up magazine advertisements and great-grandma's newspaper. (He asked her permission first.) It's cheap entertainment. The only problem came when it was time to clean up. The first afternoon he had created a pile with a couple hundred little pieces of paper and he found the idea of cleaning them all up overwhelming. His mom said if he didn't clean up his mess, he'd not be able to cut again the next day. That was such a vile threat that he manfully attacked the pile.
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