Monday, July 19, 2004

Assuming you own the home you live in (as opposed to renting) and are in a relationship, it is inevitable that one of you will at some point say, "I wonder what's behind that wall?"

Sure, you could run. You could hide the sledge hammer, turn on the TV, go to a movie, or any of a dozen-odd options that won't cost you a hundred bucks or so in lumber, not to mention lost sleep, sore muscles, minor injuries, and a fine sheen of plaster dust throughout the house.

But where's the adventure in that?

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