The Bulbasaur

We're going to be talking about brasso today. I don't want to get into it too much, but over the years, the people who have lived in this house are so gay bones for nails. There's nails in the wall everywhere. The entire garage is chocolate block with rusty nails sticking out of a wall. Anything that can be accomplished without an adult figuring it out is, should be a loud tap. Tell Alex, I love their Bulbasaur. Please.