Step 4The Man in the Trenchcoat
We all jumped. This story is true.
An old man in a dark trenchcoat, a fedora pulled low over his eyes stepped into the light, his feet crunching clamshells on the dock. He was holding a small fluffy dog.
He continued, "I tell them "Don't Use Housepaint!" He paused to inhale. "But do they listen? NO!"
Victor asked him "What kind of paint should we use?"
but the man kept talking, almost yelling, as if he couldn't stop.
"And sure enough, fifteen years later, it's a DISASTER, and there's nothing you can do!"
It was Kenny's turn. "do you know what kind of paint this is?"
"It's all got to come off!" he said "Two part urethane is what you need, and you've got to sand off all this CRAP!"
I tried. "Even the yellow stuff?"
"Sure I was here!" the man said. "It happens EVERY. FIFTEEN. YEARS!"
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