I work in a shop. Sort of. We have carpet, 3 desk’s, and 3 computers. So, it’s not really a shop. But we have lots of all old alternator, and starter parts. Grease.
Anyways, this morning I farted something ghastly. Right at the moment the fart began disseminating I heard my bosses foot steps. My boss has loud footsteps. He wears boots, and we have concrete out in the warehouse he has to pass through to get to my “lab”. I can hear him from about 10 seconds away. It’s kind of cool. It’s reason the I can look at the SDMB all day. I have time to click it off before he can catch me.
I hear my boss approaching, the pungency of stale fart still loitering around my desk. Thinking quickly I grab a near by can of WD40.pssssssssssssssshhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. And I quickly sit back down in my desk before my boss enters.
Boss: “Good morning. Why does it smell like WD40?”
Me: “Uh, because I used it to clean my desk”.
Boss: “Oh”
Ah, the ingenuity.
I’m pretty proud of myself.
Great instant flamethrower for dealing with wasps and other stinging nasties. Flick your lighter, spray and voila! That is, unless they’ve changed the propellant, which used to be propane.
Butt rust = dingleberries that have hung on so long they’ve corroded around the hole. Your logs make an unholy screeching sound as they are born and show telltale grooves along their length that you need some WD40 and a chisel to remove the “rust”. Next time just squirt some WD40 and wipe thoroughly and your brown round will be sparkly clean.
