Then I found out the floor pan is leaking to the basement. No biggie. I'll just cut it out a few inches up and do a new pan.
Then I started cutting and kept finding wet plaster. So I cut higher.
And higher.
Still wet.
I have a foot to go until I reach the ceiling.
I don't mind the work, but I have to leave for Kentucky at the end of the week and have a bunch to get ready for that. I'm basically going to have to demo his whole shower then leave it like that for two weeks before I can finish it.
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whats it smell like?
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Rotten meat.
is already speeding to get there.
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He's still pining for poj, eh?
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It's a coin flip any given day with Pizza. He's either hating just himself or also hating foids that day, too.
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That's the thing with high meat. You love it while you're eating it, you hate it when you're puking your guts out afterwards.
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