moviepeg keyring

Being a testosterone-fuelled, red-blooded, kitten-loving male, I'm always drilling holes in things. Sometimes I'll carry a drill round with me all day and, if something doesn't have enough holes in, I'll be drilling 'til it does.

All that destructive drilling builds something inside of you. For years, I've longed for a constructive outlet for my drilling. "Put some shelves up", the wife cries. "Hang that picture". It's never enough. Now I feel I've come across the very reason, not only for my drilling obsession, but for the invention of the drill itself. No longer will I accidentally leave my moviepeg on my desk. No longer will I have to stand my bag on the table on the train like an idiot, just to get my phone in the correct position to watch some TV. No longer will slight neck ache plague my every use of public transportation. For now, my moviepeg is everywhere that I am.

Unless I forget my keys. Shit.