Flying drywall

Years ago I was in my winter nude outfit while renovating my rural home's kitchen, an open long sleeved shirt. I opened the door to toss out
some scrap drywall. If the Jehovahs Witness had been 3 steps closer to the steps she would have been nailed in the chest
by a piece of flying drywall. I had no idea a car had pulled in the driveway. I think the debris distracted her that she did not notice my lack of pants. I closed the door and returned in a minute with sweat pants on. She made no comment about my previous appearance.

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