Epica Super-Grip Non-Slip Area Rug Pad 5 x 8 – Saves Me from Unintended Pratfalls
I no longer do pratfalls. My unintended Buster Keaton routine is in jeopardy thanks to my Epica Super-Grip Non-Slip Area Rug Pad. My life is better.
Installing took five minutes. One minute to lay the pad down. two to find the scissors, and two to cut the extra foot off as I bought one a bit too long.
Now when I’m carrying two espressos across the room, one for me and one for Nancy, my neighbor across the way, my fear of spillage is gone. Each delicious milligram of caffeine will be delivered safely.
May your rug pads keep your pratfalls at a minimum and your friendships at a maximum.
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