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Because of the rains and unending downpour, my walls have bled water like a hemophiliac on blood thinners. All my furniture are moldy and have started warping, the paint job is ruined, and I'm beginning to fear getting electrocuted one of these days. So I decided to take on the job of painting a coat of waterproofing on my walls. Nobody told me waterproofing = tar. Nobody told me tar is like enamel paint with quick dry cement. Nobody told me tar multiplied the heat factor from the reflected sunlight on the roof and had a nauseating smell. You gotta hand it to them blue-collar job workers. They really have it tough. Sigh. Got to find me some rubbing oil to remove these damn tar stains... |
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