TWO BEES IN A BUCKET MOTHER MOTHER
I'm going to fix this chair if I have to go to hell forever for it. I don't care. I'm going to fix it if it kills me.
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What you say?
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to be fair, i didn't expect it. for five dollars, i was expecting dissapointment, but here I was a broken chair, and grasping at straws looked like a good idea. i can skip dinner.
i was not prepared for what came next. the chair was fixed as if by the hand of God. that jb weld stuff is magic. i can't believe i've lived for twenty five years and never noticed that it was there, beckoning me, giving me those eyes.
It looks like a crazy mess, but everything is. Now I want to weld things together for fun, but for now I will save it in case i need it again.