For when I can't find the SOB tool, I keep the GDMFCS one handy.
I started my acquaintance with tools under my future brother-in-law's '48 Dodge. He had holed the pan and offered me 20 bucks to put a new one on. Pliers and 12" crescent wrench were my arsenal.
My shop was the driveway under my mother's at-home office window.
"Jimmy! Where did you learn those words?"
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