with a shred of decency
I have a shredding pile containing documents with *sensitive* information.
And I have a shredder,
but it’s way more fun to burn this s&*^.
You can smell it in the air. Bulls&^* burning,
Today’s mail had five letters addressed to occupants who hadn’t lived here in 20 years, all telling us that the warranties on our vehicles were about to expire.
Who falls for this?