The power washers

The lads brought their great engines to attend our unit, hoses must have been a mile long, long nozzles, wonky wheels raising need to nearly drag the machines. The crew members were decked out in jolly yellow plastic Newfie flying suits. After about forty minutes of banging, shouting, "Atta boy!" "Bring her here, now!" "Give it to her good! Atta boy!" and thumping about the roof, they were gone.

We are clean.