I need a drink. one sec.......
ok....I have one now.
Heres goes my day....
I woke up to find my oldest dog with a gapping wound on her leg..fleshy nasty and deep...
so I call out of work and take her to the vet. They kept her for a few hours and stitched her and wrapped her leg up in what looks like a green leg warmer...and then slap a big plastic collar around her neck....then they slap me with a big bill and I drive her home.
My dog is black...and all I can think of is....she looks just like The Flying Nun.
So we are at home and I now have the day off...so I take a 5 mile bike ride ...
I coast into my driveway after I returned and I hear ...noises....
...hmmm. BING....BING......SMASH!!!!....BING...
WHAT NOW damnit!!!
I walk around to the side of my house and three teens are throwing huge rocks at my house!!!
..and where the hell did tey come from because I live in the sticks!!
So I puff out my chest and deepen my voice and throw myself into badass roofer mode.....
"YO!! Stop throwing rocks at my fucking house!! ...if you hit one of my dogs...or hit my house again Im coming after you with my bat!!!!...Do I look like Im joking!!!???"
The two guys stopped...rock in hand and turned around...mumbling bitch or something.....the girl stopped but she stayed. I turned around to walk into my house and I sneekly whipped back around just in time to catch her throwing one last rock at my house and running...that nasty lil poop-stain.
So I had to call the cops just to report it in case there was damage that I didnt notice and needed to claim on my insurance....and the cops where so dumb. im sorry...I dont have a problem with police...but these guys...
where just useless lol....They had no idea where I lived...I gave them the street name...the surrounding names...landmarks....told them it was near the same place a well known major accident happened a year ago...nothing.
They still have yet to show lol....fuck it. I checked...no broken windows. One big dent in my siding....Im residing my house next summer anyway....
but now....all I want is a beer....and that I have.....
so theres really no point in me bitching....is there?
bye
ok....I have one now.
Heres goes my day....
I woke up to find my oldest dog with a gapping wound on her leg..fleshy nasty and deep...
My dog is black...and all I can think of is....she looks just like The Flying Nun.
So we are at home and I now have the day off...so I take a 5 mile bike ride ...
I coast into my driveway after I returned and I hear ...noises....
WHAT NOW damnit!!!
I walk around to the side of my house and three teens are throwing huge rocks at my house!!!
..and where the hell did tey come from because I live in the sticks!!
So I puff out my chest and deepen my voice and throw myself into badass roofer mode.....
"YO!! Stop throwing rocks at my fucking house!! ...if you hit one of my dogs...or hit my house again Im coming after you with my bat!!!!...Do I look like Im joking!!!???"
The two guys stopped...rock in hand and turned around...mumbling bitch or something.....the girl stopped but she stayed. I turned around to walk into my house and I sneekly whipped back around just in time to catch her throwing one last rock at my house and running...that nasty lil poop-stain.
So I had to call the cops just to report it in case there was damage that I didnt notice and needed to claim on my insurance....and the cops where so dumb. im sorry...I dont have a problem with police...but these guys...
They still have yet to show lol....fuck it. I checked...no broken windows. One big dent in my siding....Im residing my house next summer anyway....
but now....all I want is a beer....and that I have.....
bye
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