ouch.......ouch......ouch.......man..... I’m sore. ouch.. even typing hurts......my fingers are smashed and raw from hammers, adhesives, mineral spirits and caulk, and hauling and sawing. I have to walk reeaaaaal slow because my legs hurt from squattin and sittin and bendin and standin and scootin around. Fortunately, the reward for this pain and suffering far outweighs my temporary discomfort. The hardwood oak-plank floor is down; the baseboards are down; and the casings are up, and caulked, and primed, and ready for the last little coat of paint.....ouch...and it looks bad-ass......no, even better..... it looks
Bad “the fuck” ass (which is far superior to bad-ass)