Never knew blasting decades of grime off a garden gnome could be so spiritually fulfilling. It’s like pressure washing my soul — one filthy patio at a time. The sheer joy of turning a mouldy van into a shining beacon of cleanliness? Chef’s kiss. I started playing for a laugh, now I judge real-world driveways with a level of snobbery previously reserved for wine tasting. 11/10, would hose again.

Never knew blasting decades of grime off a garden gnome could be so spiritually fulfilling. It’s like pressure washing my soul — one filthy patio at a time. The sheer joy of turning a mouldy van into a shining beacon of cleanliness? Chef’s kiss. I started playing for a laugh, now I judge real-world driveways with a level of snobbery previously reserved for wine tasting. 11/10, would hose again.