It's sacrilegious!
Let me give you some background on this comment. We are in the process of painting our dining room red. And when I say red, I mean red. You could seriously murder someone in this room and no one would be able to tell. In face, right now it looks like someone murdered someone in the room because we have some splatters on the lower portion of the room below the chair rail, which will eventually be covered with white.
As a result, I have had to clean a couple of paint brushes and paint rollers that looked like they were utilized in a sacrificial offering. We use the paint rollers with the removable covers, which you can get two uses out of if you clean them really well. I'm cheap. Therefore, I make sure to clean these things really well.
Imagine if you will be bent over the sink, rhythmically stroking a 9 inch roller cover with my hand to get the paint out of the nap. It is bright red. As I'm doing this, I turn to miome and say:
"I feel like I'm masturbating Satan."
My only regret is that I didn't have a camera to capture the hand gesture to accompany that statement. :D
As a result, I have had to clean a couple of paint brushes and paint rollers that looked like they were utilized in a sacrificial offering. We use the paint rollers with the removable covers, which you can get two uses out of if you clean them really well. I'm cheap. Therefore, I make sure to clean these things really well.
Imagine if you will be bent over the sink, rhythmically stroking a 9 inch roller cover with my hand to get the paint out of the nap. It is bright red. As I'm doing this, I turn to miome and say:
"I feel like I'm masturbating Satan."
My only regret is that I didn't have a camera to capture the hand gesture to accompany that statement. :D