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I just got back from a long vacation and am having difficulty getting back into the swing of things. As I look out my window at a beautiful, warm, summer day I long to wrench my computer from its work station and hurl it through the front window, allowing a fresh summer breeze to soothe my nerves and cleanse the staleness of my tiny little office. Of course, that would only lead to an even longer vacation where I’d be stuck back inside, residing in a cell a smidge smaller than what I have now conversing with guys named Tiny and Bubba and giving away my delicious lunch to keep from getting my spleen removed.
As I sit here I daydream of once again casting my fishing line into the Truckee river, where I lost my lures and got plenty of bites from mosquitoes (no bites from fish). I did, however, use Fluid Film on my fishing reels and if I HAD gotten a bite that beautiful piece of fishing equipment would have smoothly yanked in a monster of a fish this big (--------------------). Really.
We were staying in a mansion of a cabin in Lake Tahoe (The kids called it the haunted mansion because of the spiders and creaking doors), where the last time any hinges saw some lubricant was the last time I caught a fish, or at least one that was bigger than a minnow. I always bring a can of Fluid Film with me, and before long I was humming like a happy housewife giving little squirts to every hinge, lock and window slide I could find. The kids were a little bummed because the house wasn’t as scary, but I slept like a hibernating bear knowing that Fluid Film would help them sleep through the night. (BTW, if you want to protect your kids from closet monsters, just squirt a little Fluid Film inside. Monsters hate the smell, at least that’s what the kids think.)
While I was up there I gave my golf clubs a good laugh when I hit the links one morning. I play about once a year, which is why my golf clubs laugh so hard. They were in perfect condition because I’d sprayed a light coat of Fluid Film on them to keep them protected, that is until I threw one end-over-end after topping off my third ball on the first hole. It is sitting in my golf bag again, waiting for next year when it can laugh at me once more. Until then, it’s protected with Fluid Film and duct tape from where it snapped.
Enjoy your summer and don’t forget to protect your equipment with Fluid Film. It lubricates, penetrates, protects from rust and keeps closet monsters far, far away.
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