Cleaned a house the other day and noticed a bunch of wool rugs needing to be cleaned. I offered to take them to my shop and do them up right. The old gentleman proudly responded, “No need for that, I clean them myself on the fence with my garden hose” He was so proud of his cleaning job, he even hung one of the wool rugs up on the wall. I didn’t have the heart to tell him it had browned out. You gotta pick your battles.


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