Last night, as I was laboriously using a chopstick to apply what an uninformed observer could only assume was thin dijon mustard to a body tube (and simultaneously questioning my own sanity), I had an epiphany: this is part of an elaborate hazing ritual by old-timers here to sucker newbies into doing ridiculous things. Somewhere, there is a hidden forum where you guys all get together to laugh about this. I hope to gain access to this forum one day, to join in the merriment.
How about the "sniff test" on Rustoleum, given the very real possibility that it could be decades before the smell goes away. Yeah, I'll get that last color coat on in 2033. So obvious in hindsight.
Oh, and I have concluded that Nathan's rockets are all CGI renders. Four hours of wet-sanding, ha!
Well played, people. But I am onto your game.
Now excuse me while I figure out how to hang my rocket from the ceiling so I can apply floor polish to it.
How about the "sniff test" on Rustoleum, given the very real possibility that it could be decades before the smell goes away. Yeah, I'll get that last color coat on in 2033. So obvious in hindsight.
Oh, and I have concluded that Nathan's rockets are all CGI renders. Four hours of wet-sanding, ha!
Well played, people. But I am onto your game.
Now excuse me while I figure out how to hang my rocket from the ceiling so I can apply floor polish to it.