This is not The Haters Club You're Looking For discussion
I hate when my quiet neiborhood turns into a haven of loud mouth obnoxouse little brats!
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This disturbs me, Nick. There you are, living my dream in the wilds of Alaska (while I'm down here, surrounded by concrete and steel and s.o.b.s), and a bunch of rugrats want to destroy that? Next time one comes over, send him home via trebuchet.
To be fair, it is Alaska, and whatever you were doing was probably the most fascinating thing those kids could have seen that day.
Yes what is this latest project anyway? ANother Medieval war machine?
Nope just a boring old bookshelf. Were fresh out of room on the old ones so I figured I would surprise the wife when she gets home.
They probably don't see a lot of those in Alaska.
Dave wrote: "They probably don't see a lot of those in Alaska."HAHAHAHAHA!
BunWat wrote: "Nice idea. "I thought so...
But now that it is mentioned I think I will work on my siege engine tomorrow. After I put the last coat of stain on the bookshelf.
Two questions:1)Did you give Alfonso your password so he could log on as you and write that post or are you drunk? (is that one or 2 questions?)
2)Are you drunk?
3)Did those kids move straight from Mississippi to Alaska?
BunWat wrote: "I'm still laughing.Partly because I'm imagining Nick glaring at the clueless brats.
Partly because of all the many and sundry odd spellings and malaprops in the initial post KD chose to have..."
They ARE brats... And if they continue to piss me off I'll have to show their parents all the many uses of my power tools.
Gretchen wrote: "Two questions:
1)Did you give Alfonso your password so he could log on as you and write that post or are you drunk? (is that one or 2 questions?)
2)Are you drunk?
3)Did those kids move straight fro..."
Well I have been drinking freely with the wife out of town... so I guess I might be drunk.
I don't know where they are from but it is surly from the dirty south some wheres.
Why every time anyone start ranting and cursing like a drunk sailor people think I’m involve??? Still this was some funny shit!!!A shout out to the Paper’s dad!! Hi Mr. ermm.. Fuck I don’t know his name!
I suspect that
Karen's dad is named Michael, just like my dad.
Why are you shouting out to him right here, though? Is he a lurker?
Why are you shouting out to him right here, though? Is he a lurker?
Apparently he is… the paper told me something about her dad commenting on the fact that I curse a lot… so I told her that I was going to shout out for him next time I cursed like a drunken sailor… so I did =)
hes not in the group, but when i vote on fonsos reviews he will read them. poor man.
delete delete delete i say.fonoso, please please please have that fake glasses picture as your avatar at some point. I adore the look on your face.
I thought I looked retarded! After Justice I usually follow with Nihilistic Glee… but I’ll make an exception for you gretchen =)
"Hey, mister, wher'tcha do'n?" said some filthy scrawny kid with tattered cloths and a smell that tells a tail of crawling in stagnant swamp water.
In a response only the apathetic could appreciate I say "What you should be doing kid." and continue on with measuring the next cut.
Little turd just stands there with a WTF look all over it's face for a few moments and ask "What should I be do'n?"
My nerves worn thin from his presents, I curtly respond "off minding your own damn business now get!"
it leaves and I happily return to my project... my time of reprieve was short for it returned moments later with 3 more in tow, all just as smelly and dirty as the last.
"That's fucking it!" I say "Where are you four suppose to be, where are your parents, I don't want some brats getting hurt in my yard, go!"
It number three says "We just moved into the green house down yander." (what the fuck is a yander?) pointing happily of it's own shoulder.
"well good for you; how about you all go over yander and play."
"But, David, sid you were do'n someth'n cool look'n." apparently one of these parasite is of the David strain.
"well David is a full of it I never do anything cool."
It went on like this for the better part of 5 minutes. I am going to have to go over there and set these fuck-wit parents straight about their little hell spawn coming on to my property. When I moved here it was nice, quiet and only two kids down at the end of the street, a good 2 1/2 miles away. Now this brewed of swine moves in less then a 1/2 mile away, this will not do, no sir, no way.