martha
Blue Crack Supplier
It's really windy here today, and our neighbors have a small windmill to decorate their backyard. 'Cept the windmill squeaks so bad, it makes you want to kill. So I suggested to The Man, who was a mite crabby due to said windmill driving him fucking crazy all day, "Honey, why don't you spray some WD-40 on it over the fence?" So he climbed up onto the fence and sprayed that damn thing with so much lubricant that it spins silently now.