Oh, so you went down to the basement to literally ’polish your rocks.’
Phew. Ok, Dad, crisis averted.
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Oh, so you went down to the basement to literally ’polish your rocks.’
Phew. Ok, Dad, crisis averted.
In order to clean the crawl space you must first answer questions three.
If these walls could talk…
Toxic fumes and toxic fish. Because kids don’t hate basements enough.
The other sticker reads “packed with shame”
As seen in the Eddie Money wing of the Smithsonian. Two Tickets to mediocrity.
The Island Man Cave of Dr. Moreau.
If soccer wasn’t respected in the US would we put our Pee Wee soccer trophies next to the Tang?
Nothing about this strikes me as “clean”.
