Dgallo
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Evening folks,
Its story time!! I’ll keep it short and sweet. I have 5 years experience Homebrewing and at least 3.5 years experience using wide mouth Fermonster Fermenters.I just finished racking an Altbeir from the fermenter to the keg, so it’s clean up time. I start breaking down the equipment, but when I get to the lid, I typically can unscrew it with my hand without a problem but wasn’t able to.
I then go to the garage where I keep the wrench tool for the fermenter lid, run back up stairs, put it on and surely I’m expecting to have it easily finish the job, but the lid won’t budge. I’m 6’2” 230lbs, routinely lift and try as I might, can’t even get it to budge.
My wife comes down to tell me I’m making too much noise, and there she finds me, fermenter inbetween my legs and hunched over, red faced, forehead vein bulging, sweating, looking like a constipated dog in the backyard praying for Jesus. Then she starts laughing…
I get pissed and say “are you kidding me I’ve been wrestling this damn thing for 30 f’in minutes and your going to laugh!” Which she responds with even more laughter. Now I’m extremely pissed and am bout to say something I know I’ll regret and she cuts me off and says… “Righty Tighty, Lefty Loosey”…. And goes back up stairs…..
Now I’m trying to figure out how long I’ll hear about this one…
Its story time!! I’ll keep it short and sweet. I have 5 years experience Homebrewing and at least 3.5 years experience using wide mouth Fermonster Fermenters.I just finished racking an Altbeir from the fermenter to the keg, so it’s clean up time. I start breaking down the equipment, but when I get to the lid, I typically can unscrew it with my hand without a problem but wasn’t able to.
I then go to the garage where I keep the wrench tool for the fermenter lid, run back up stairs, put it on and surely I’m expecting to have it easily finish the job, but the lid won’t budge. I’m 6’2” 230lbs, routinely lift and try as I might, can’t even get it to budge.
My wife comes down to tell me I’m making too much noise, and there she finds me, fermenter inbetween my legs and hunched over, red faced, forehead vein bulging, sweating, looking like a constipated dog in the backyard praying for Jesus. Then she starts laughing…
I get pissed and say “are you kidding me I’ve been wrestling this damn thing for 30 f’in minutes and your going to laugh!” Which she responds with even more laughter. Now I’m extremely pissed and am bout to say something I know I’ll regret and she cuts me off and says… “Righty Tighty, Lefty Loosey”…. And goes back up stairs…..
Now I’m trying to figure out how long I’ll hear about this one…
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