I just thought this was newsworthy.

A moment ago, I was looking for the stapler.  Couldn't find it anywhere.  Then Lizzy came around the corner with it in her hand and a grossed-out look on her face.

"Oh, great!  You found it!" I said.

"Yeah, but it's still all yucky," replied Lizzy.

"What happened to it?"

With an obvious note of scorn and disgust, she said: "Kurt tried to staple his peanut butter celery."

Well, then.  Now I get to clean peanut butter out of my stapler.  But at least I have a great mental image to entertain me as I do it.