Shadow of the Mothaship

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ints and yells bearings. At that point the two of them snatch moves of scrim and stapleguns and stretch it freely over the edges, and quick bond lines and prefab installations into place. Mum bridles up the enormous tanks of froth and points the blower at the scrim, giving it five fat coats, at that point she drops the blower and she and Dad get spatulas and bother zillions of curlicues and ornate stuccoes from the surface, painting it with catsup, chutney, great bourbon and awful wine, a monstrous canvas secured by centimeters until they proclaim it prepared and Mum switches tanks, stacks up with fix-shower and fogs it with the pungent splash. After ten minutes, and the house is hard and they get the chance to work emptying the U-Haul in the drive.