My next door neighbor Margaret, the flying WWII WASP, fixing my door. ‘Here honey,’ she says, ‘let me take care of that for you.’
And when you’re using screws, rub a bar of soap over the ridges before you go into the wood.
My next door neighbor Margaret, the flying WWII WASP, fixing my door. ‘Here honey,’ she says, ‘let me take care of that for you.’
And when you’re using screws, rub a bar of soap over the ridges before you go into the wood.