A bit of violence doesnt kill

P and I were putting up some wallpapers last night and found the paper cutter all rusted up. So I said to P that I will get a new one from the shop close to work today. Now he texts me to say, dont bother, I found a knife in my office bag.

Not sure if I should be worried at this point.

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