I know you probably do not have the best job in the world and I appreciate that you do it, but why must you drive your big ass garbage truck down the exact center of my one way street thus making it impossible for anyone to pass you. I do not want to follow you for 20 minutes until you get to a corner because that will make me late for work and there is nowhere else for me to go. If you would just move over a tiny bit then cars could pass you and there wouldnt be a lineup of 10 angry drivers behind you. You forced me to illegally reverse down the street this morning so that I also wouldnt be behind you.
Thanks for giving me new ideas of stuff I can eat and redeposit on mom and dad's bed. As you know, that is my favorite thing in the world to do!
I'm gonna go beg mom for some now!
You've worked SO HARD to do well in your major & minor areas.
You deserve the honor and recognition at today's presentation.
We're so proud of you. ♥
See you in a few hours to give you a hug, a smooch, and a check.
Mow your own fucking lawn. It's not DH's responsibility to take care of your house. If you can't/won't do it, hire someone, or sell it and buy a condo. It's not as if money is a problem.
In a few days, the time I get to see him is going to be very limited, so I'm gonna be protective of it. I don't much appreciate you asking him to spend that time caring for your lawn.
Better yet, perhaps your other son can do it. You know, the one that is constantly dumping his kids on you?
The Good DIL
WILL you just SYPH for Gawd's Sake! I am so SICK of hearing you shrug off rising cost as a "little slow down" with your f-ing southern stupid drawl*! I like you to come back here where I live ( called REALITY) to a town you visited almost 10 years ago and lied your way into office you puppet boy. I would like to see you manage to pay the bills and feed the kids on the sam e amount of money we had last year but with the price up 50%. I am watching my chances of paying the kids college and any possible chance that I will EVER retire go into my gas tank and YOUR oil company friends greedy little mitts. You all SUCK.
I'm starting to hope I die young.
(* No personal offense intended toward PRT southerners.. just that ASS W !)
Hey Service Technician,
If you get sick and can''t make your scheduled appointments, have someone call them and tell them. Don't make us call the office to find out where you are at.
stuck at the house waiting customer.
Dear Music Playing Device,
Thank you for finally learning to play music from my entire library of music. It has been tough teaching you that there are certain songs I only want to hear every once in awhile.
I tried to teach you by just skipping the songs I was tired off, that didn't work.
I tried letting your battery run down so you wouldn't last through the entire run, that didn't work.
You finally forced me to start deleting those songs that you seemed to like so much that I was tired of, but it seems to have worked.
I thought I was going to have to resort to putting you on play all but you seemed to have expanded your shuffle selection from the same 10% to a much larger percentage so I just wanted to say Thank you and you can join me on the roads again next Monday.
Your Running Partner
Dear Running Partner (from previous post)
You do know it is just playing mind games with you, right? Once you settle in to a nice pace it will die a peaceful death yet again.
It is time to go without the noize and enjoy the peace and relaxation that is running.
I am so glad that Todd has resurrected these olden timey threads.
Come back and play!
ps: those of you who've changed login names here, or on ch, need to keep me updated. Thanks