RSS feedThe nail gun, a love story
12th May 2004
Stop press. 7am. Richard wakes up to sound of roofers giggling hysterically in front yard. Having gotten back to sleep, at 9am he hears… the nail gun.
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Stop press. 7am. Richard wakes up to sound of roofers giggling hysterically in front yard. Having gotten back to sleep, at 9am he hears… the nail gun.