g his shirt in the damper. Is it asking too much?
Uncle: It's put in, put in, put in. I had to keep rolling the putty around for two hours, it was too cold to put on the frame. I could have told her.
Me: Sounds like you figured you were looking at a big job staring you in the face.
Uncle: Big and long, which we should really have waited. But your aunt got out a screwdriver and that old putty knife and started making noise with the window. Dropping things. So I had to come and see.
Aunt: Then he came in and said, "Well, if you're going to do it now, let's do it right."
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