The excitement never ends
Feb. 16th, 2004 03:13 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
whiski_sourDad and I hung drywall this morning. We had to replace a part of my ceiling that had water damage.
So, he gets a couple of chairs and we're standing on them trying to work this big ass piece of drywall into place and it's just not wanting to go.
Dad: Switch chairs.
Me: Excuse me.
Dad: Just step over.
Me: What do I look like? A fucking flying Wallenda?
Switch chairs, try to work it some more. Switch chairs AGAIN. Still won't go.
So we get down and he cuts about a quarter of an inch off of it. Get back up and try fitting it again. And, it's not going. By this time, my arms are burning from holding it up and Dad's sweating and his formerly broken collar bone is killing him.
Dad: Goddammit!
Me: I don't think you're using the right curse words.
Dad: *pushes, pulls, and jams the drywall* *pause* COCKSUCKING MOTHERFUCKER! *pause* Okay, now try it.
Sure as God made little green apples, it went into place.
It's not about technique. It's about language.
I also learned it's a rule to never move what you're standing on so you increase your chances of falling and breaking something.
Now, I'm off to go paint somethings. Hopefully, it'll go much easier.
So, he gets a couple of chairs and we're standing on them trying to work this big ass piece of drywall into place and it's just not wanting to go.
Dad: Switch chairs.
Me: Excuse me.
Dad: Just step over.
Me: What do I look like? A fucking flying Wallenda?
Switch chairs, try to work it some more. Switch chairs AGAIN. Still won't go.
So we get down and he cuts about a quarter of an inch off of it. Get back up and try fitting it again. And, it's not going. By this time, my arms are burning from holding it up and Dad's sweating and his formerly broken collar bone is killing him.
Dad: Goddammit!
Me: I don't think you're using the right curse words.
Dad: *pushes, pulls, and jams the drywall* *pause* COCKSUCKING MOTHERFUCKER! *pause* Okay, now try it.
Sure as God made little green apples, it went into place.
It's not about technique. It's about language.
I also learned it's a rule to never move what you're standing on so you increase your chances of falling and breaking something.
Now, I'm off to go paint somethings. Hopefully, it'll go much easier.
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Date: 2004-02-16 01:26 pm (UTC)Re:
Date: 2004-02-16 04:49 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-02-16 02:54 pm (UTC)Re:
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Date: 2004-02-16 06:57 pm (UTC)Dad: *pushes, pulls, and jams the drywall* *pause* COCKSUCKING MOTHERFUCKER! *pause* Okay, now try it.
Sure as God made little green apples, it went into place.
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Date: 2004-02-16 07:23 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-02-16 08:20 pm (UTC)Me: I don't think you're using the right curse words.
Dad: *pushes, pulls, and jams the drywall* *pause* COCKSUCKING MOTHERFUCKER! *pause* Okay, now try it.
bwahahaha...that's hilarious!
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Date: 2004-02-16 09:05 pm (UTC)My icon speaks to your icon.
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Date: 2004-02-18 01:17 am (UTC)Dude....you SO have to start writing this shit down for our script!!!! LOL
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Date: 2004-02-18 11:05 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-02-20 01:08 am (UTC)WL,
Missy
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Date: 2004-02-20 12:16 pm (UTC)Re:
Date: 2004-02-21 12:34 pm (UTC)WL,
Missy