I don't know, oplholik, I read it, too. I can't resist for whatever reason. I can, in no way, predict or even have a clue about what comes next but it is wildly entertaining for some of which I am one.
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I don't know, oplholik, I read it, too. I can't resist for whatever reason. I can, in no way, predict or even have a clue about what comes next but it is wildly entertaining for some of which I am one.
WHAT DO YOU WANT FROM ME I GOT ASKED!
I am in the middle of a plumbing EMERGENCY here, I don't got the energy to censor myself!
I am tossing one of each color your way.
JERKS.
Anna
I am in the middle of a plumbing EMERGENCY here, I don't got the energy to censor myself!
I am tossing one of each color your way.
JERKS.
Anna
Go with the red. The rubber is softer, so your force goes into the drain instead of compressing that hard, black rubber.
Glad I had something to contribute.
Anna, get your landlord to join ECF. We'll fill him in on who he is messing with.
Glad I had something to contribute.
Anna, get your landlord to join ECF. We'll fill him in on who he is messing with.
w0w, she sure is sexy!!!
WARNING THIS CANNOT BE UNSEEN!
That didn't bug me as much as some things but I've taken my share of psychedelics.
Oh my landlord now knows who he is dealing with. He ah, sent a relieved text that apologized a million times and the thanked me for my "impassioned and thoughtful input." LOL. He also asked me to apologize to my kid for him.
It took all my strength not to text back, "Super SORRY about that, I did my 9th Step amends YEARS ago if you want to apologize, here's the number."
Just because I thought it would be funny, and I was like, "Landlord was being guided by the husband's "My wife is a princess" BAD advice." It is BAD and the husband should KNOW that by now, because while I like my things to be How I Like Them to BE (and who does NOT?) well, I am also a pragmatist and I want the WORST case scenario UPFRONT so I can prepare. There is nothing worse than being fed line after line of BULL until you are running around with your hair on fire, screaming "JUST TELL IT TELL IT TELL IT TRUE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
Seriously, I don't get that. It's like ripping off a band aid it's like..... I have never ONCE gently peeled one of those off EVER and I spent most of the afternoon like, hobbling around all witch like with my broken toe, scraping off horrible things of the tile, then mopping infinity times.
That could have ALL been taken care of days ago had I been in possession of the truth. God.
Kid is here, he is watching the trailer park boys cartoon and I can't deal with it. It's okay but not compared to Archer or Rick and Morty it's wrong somehow.
I am the anti army screamer "You can't handle the truth." Chick.
I feel like I need a T-shirt that says, "Not only can I handle the truth I find it deeply calming."
Also, the kid is now self-motivated and expensive enough I can't pay him to just hang around me the rest of my life as an anti-depressant of sorts, but seeing him STABLE after he kept me alive for 15 years of suicidality, my mood now goes up to 11.
It's not fair though I mean he has his own future chick to make happy.
Anna
Oh my landlord now knows who he is dealing with. He ah, sent a relieved text that apologized a million times and the thanked me for my "impassioned and thoughtful input." LOL. He also asked me to apologize to my kid for him.
It took all my strength not to text back, "Super SORRY about that, I did my 9th Step amends YEARS ago if you want to apologize, here's the number."
Just because I thought it would be funny, and I was like, "Landlord was being guided by the husband's "My wife is a princess" BAD advice." It is BAD and the husband should KNOW that by now, because while I like my things to be How I Like Them to BE (and who does NOT?) well, I am also a pragmatist and I want the WORST case scenario UPFRONT so I can prepare. There is nothing worse than being fed line after line of BULL until you are running around with your hair on fire, screaming "JUST TELL IT TELL IT TELL IT TRUE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
Seriously, I don't get that. It's like ripping off a band aid it's like..... I have never ONCE gently peeled one of those off EVER and I spent most of the afternoon like, hobbling around all witch like with my broken toe, scraping off horrible things of the tile, then mopping infinity times.
That could have ALL been taken care of days ago had I been in possession of the truth. God.
Kid is here, he is watching the trailer park boys cartoon and I can't deal with it. It's okay but not compared to Archer or Rick and Morty it's wrong somehow.
I am the anti army screamer "You can't handle the truth." Chick.
I feel like I need a T-shirt that says, "Not only can I handle the truth I find it deeply calming."
Also, the kid is now self-motivated and expensive enough I can't pay him to just hang around me the rest of my life as an anti-depressant of sorts, but seeing him STABLE after he kept me alive for 15 years of suicidality, my mood now goes up to 11.
It's not fair though I mean he has his own future chick to make happy.
Anna
Works for me, too! Don't use it often and I don't over do it.
LOL I hate to be mean but at that age... That kid may wind up riding the short bus.
And yeah, who am I to talk, I usually spill my first cup of coffee like 3-4 times a week.
Anna
And yeah, who am I to talk, I usually spill my first cup of coffee like 3-4 times a week.
Anna
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