Holding a sharp little thing with your bare hand while drilling is a recipe to lose a flap of flesh off the side of your finger.
Typed as my bandaid bleeds through…
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Kinda like laying bricks without gloves on and not expecting to crush your fingers. Ask me how I know.
My daddy always told me gloves are handsavers. ‘Course no one ever said I was a good listener.
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