If walls could talk I imagine
they would try to on-up each other. I think it would go something like this…
-Oh man Will I’ve
been standing here for years. I can’t bear it anymore, with all this stress and
pressure on me this job is getting old.
-I don’t know what to
tell you buddy, I got the easy life. I keep the rooms separated so I’m kind of
important too but I can relax all day.
-That’s cool, but I’m
stacked. Needless to say, ladies love it….
-So what’s your
poison? Matte, eggshell or glossy?
-Depends, the light
in this place makes a difference.
-Well I’m cut as
stone, I rarely need a coat of that.
-Lucky for me I wear
my coat on the inside. Always ready...
(not to mention they
would probably have tons of secrets to tell… )
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