don’t ask…
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- At November 5, 2006
- By ken
- In me
but if you must know… yes, my foot was once located in that hole in the ceiling. This is the product of me, a ceiling fan replacement, and a very unreliable piece of MDF (aka, particle board) that didn’t hold me as it promised it would.
I spent about an hour in Lowe’s deciding on an appropriate repair solution.
I’ve had better Saturdays.
But we’re now laughing about it.
Me: “So, Meg. Do you still love me?”
Meg: “Ken, I love you like Jill loves Tim.”
