My Thoughts Are So Emotional Right Now

A joint venture by The Fam, delving into the important issues of life, like the invention of the spork, why toast always lands buttered side down, and drinking. Yes, drinking.

Sunday, August 21, 2005

Martha.

I want you all the remember this one undeniable fact: Simple Green is your fucking god.

I'm 3 hours into cleaning the kitchen. I'm wiping EVERYTHING down with Simple Green and a sponge. It already looks like an entirely different room, and I'm about halfway done. All those marks and stains we thought were permanent? Yeah, Simple Green takes care of them. Mold. Fungus. Grease. Sludge. None can compete with The Green. It has already transformed the upstairs bathroom.

Next is the bar. Booya.

One.

4 Comments:

At 1:42 PM, Blogger True said...

It's good that we finally got some good white labor to replace to poor, Mexican labor we once had. It's amazing the things that get done when the help doesn't spend 20 hours a day in bed.

Thirty-seven.

 
At 3:16 PM, Blogger MedZag said...

But I forgot to mention, I'm charging $90 an hour.

 
At 8:38 PM, Blogger True said...

$90 an hour? I could get a lot of booze and keep a woman happy for the whole night with that kind of money.

On a totally unrelated note, Roland, how's Rene?

 
At 11:03 PM, Blogger Keanan said...

zing

 

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