I burned out another Dremel. Here, the expired power tool lies on the ground like a metal rat.
I was finishing the hilt of a Christmas pine wand when the motor suddenly stuck. Rrrrrrr, it said, but didn't move. I clicked the on/off switch several times. Rrrr. Rrrr. Rrrr. Then the motor popped *POP!* and a wisp of smoke floated by. I smelled the Dremel's electric soul wafting up to the heavens. I tossed it to the ground, and unplugged it.
A Dremel 3000, I bought two years ago, and it enabled the crafting of all the wands you've seen here and many more. Thanks, metal friend. The techno-gnomes who fashioned you await your arrival. Meanwhile, I'll store your fizzled body in the garage, on the concrete, with a wide circle of room in case the motor suddenly combusts.
