Sandra was cleaning down the walls, and she kept staring at this giant lump of plaster in the middle of the wall above the mantle. She asked how I felt about it, and I agreed that this cancerous tumor should be excavated. With the grinder, I tried to even out the plaster. As I got down the the wall's level, I discovered that the plaster had in fact cracked, and instead of actually fixing it, someone just put a mound of hot mud over it!

This would not do! I chipped out the hole and filled it with joint compound mixed with plaster of paris.
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