When I heard your engine revving and tires spinning in the middle of the night last night, I already found you annoying - and back then, I thought you were my strange new neighbor, getting caught in your own lawn.
View from the front yard |
What. The. WHAT?!
This would have been annoying any given day of the year. But let me spell out for you why this was particularly bad timing, Butthole:
1) I'm already not having a great month
2) The fiancé is not here, so at seven in the morning, there's no one I can just feel comfortable going ahead and waking up to say "Some Butthole tore up the lawn! Please help me with this!"
3) I'm moving soon - which means that if this had happened a few weeks later, it would have been someone else's problem, AND it means this might get factored in to my deposit return assessment, and if you cost me one dime off my deposit you are going to get smacked SO HARD BY KARMA
View from the backyard (Seriously, doesn't do justice to the damage) |
5) We all know I'm not afraid to stab some vanilla. I would never stab a person, but if I ever found out who you are, well, I make no promises about Really Big Tires Belonging to Buttholes With Really Small Something Elses. Those things? Those things sound very, very stab-able.
So.
I will probably spend the next month glaring at every big truck that drives down my street... wondering if it's you, Butthole. Good thing I finally get to visit the fiancé tomorrow, or I'd really think this whole month had it in for me and all the ones I love!
May your tires rot and your Small Something Else be laughed at, frequently.
With disgust,
Beth
OMG...you REALLY need that drink, don't you?
ReplyDeleteYuuuuuuuuuup.
DeleteUpdate from Thursday: My flight has been canceled, so I'm NOT seeing the fiancé today... the universe IS having its way with me this week!
ReplyDeleteLet's hope the driver was in a HUGE hurry to do something SO important that he couldn't get out and repair the damage right then. BUT he's coming back with a shovel, rake, and grass seed to fill in the moats, and a bouquet of flowers for you to show how TRULY sorry he is. Yeah, right. Keep your vanilla/tire stabber handy.
ReplyDeleteI'm so sorry life is treating you so unkindly. :-(
(( HUGS ))
ReplyDeleteHope all is well soon and the sun melts away the cold, the snow, the ice and the distance.
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