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Originally Posted by FanTC
...he popped off something to the effect of "fuck you". Wrong answer!
I was a bit high and it rubbed me wrong...
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I can't imagine why that would rub you wrong.
I once spotted a guy walking away after his golder retriever took a dump on my lawn. I walked out onto the porch and yelled something unintelligible at him. He apologized pretty quickly, but it was too late. You see, I have this problem - I can't argue coherently in person. I'm an emotional person, so my remarks always seem to sound at least semi-psychotic. I kept yelling to him, as he was quickly walking away, something to the order of, "you think I don't have enough shit in my life? I have too much shit. You think I need your shit?" He was back the next day with a bag to remove his dog's shit. And me, being the ass that I am, I thanked him.
Anyway, it looks like another day of attempting to squelch the draftiness of this old house. I'd like to have a helicopter hover over the house and drop a vat of silicone caulk on it. Of course, the last time I started this project, I ended up spending half a day in the cellar, cleaning out the main sewage line by hand. See, my life has plenty of shit. I don't need other people's shit.