Cardboard Lumberjack

I hauled my orange toy chainsaw straight off the cushion and dashed over to a thick cardboard shipping box sitting by the rug! The edge looked tough, but nothing stands in my way once I get rolling. I braced my boots against the floor, revved the plastic trigger, and pressed the serrated guide right into a loose cardboard flap. It didn't buzz like real metal, but with enough elbow grease, I sawed a jagged tear right down the seam. Timber! Well, a cardboard flap folded over, but that totally counts as clearing the runway.