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Post by luke on Jan 13, 2006 11:24:02 GMT -5
The point? Green eggs and ham. Duh.
Rocky, you're right. I have a wooden fence in my back yard, but there are, like, the 2/3 inch gaps in parts of it, so they can see this prick walking out in the yard.
I worked in a bar for years. I'd get home at 4:00am and sleep all the next day. However, I was often awakened by construction, lawnmowers, people shouting, and barking dogs. Why? Because it was the middle of the fucking day. That's what goes on in the middle of the fucking day.
Yeah, legally, he could call the cops, and they may fine me. Legally, he could also run for governor. But that doesn't mean he has the fucking right to be governor, nor does he have the right to complain about some dogs barking at him in the middle of the motherfucking afternoon. 9:00 to 5:00, you have no fucking right to bitch about noise outdoors.
This guy is a goddamn weirdo, too. Everyone on the block hates him.
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Post by luke on Jan 13, 2006 11:24:35 GMT -5
Oh yeah, this dickface also told me that my barking dogs could lower his property value if he tries to sell his house. I really wish this guy was dead.
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Post by rockysigman on Jan 13, 2006 11:27:02 GMT -5
Oh yeah, this dickface also told me that my barking dogs could lower his property value if he tries to sell his house. I really wish this guy was dead. I hope that doesn't dissuade him from moving. |
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Post by luke on Jan 13, 2006 11:33:32 GMT -5
Yeah. I thought we'd gotten rid of him sometime back. He spent nearly a month moving into his girlfriend's house. He even tried to sell me some weights and a punching bag that he wouldn't have room for anymore. He finally cleared his shit out and left.
And then, the very next day, he was at his house unpacking. One of us asked him what happened, and he said, "Well, that didn't last very long."
I feel bad for his son. But not bad enough to not beat the shit out of his dad with a shovel if he fucks with my dogs.
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Post by shin on Jan 13, 2006 17:43:57 GMT -5
And shin, judging by the billions of animal pictures you somehow found access to, it doesn't surprise me at all that you'd see that kind of thing every day. I don't know what this means but I'm having a hard time being insulted by it. |
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Post by luke on Jan 13, 2006 17:46:25 GMT -5
Actually, it wasn't an insult, just kinda serious. You're the master of image searches, and tend to find things kinda outta nowhere for no apparent reason.
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Post by Rit on Jan 13, 2006 18:55:31 GMT -5
true say.
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Post by Rit on Jan 13, 2006 18:55:50 GMT -5
it's one of his skillz.
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Post by shin on Jan 13, 2006 23:51:19 GMT -5
In that case, you'll appreciate this picture then:  Still trying to find the anteater sexin' in this google image search result and all I'm seeing is pandas! |
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Post by luke on Apr 7, 2006 10:19:21 GMT -5
My mom's horse finally gave birth. What a long ass pregnancy. Anyways, I'm going back home this weekend, so I'll probably post some pics here.
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Post by strat-0 on Apr 16, 2006 2:02:01 GMT -5
So where are the colt pics? You DID take some, right?
This is from a while back, but I had to tell the story tonight, so I thought I'd share it here.
When I lived in the condo with the fenced courtyard, one time Cassie managed to coral a poor chipmunk in there, and she got it in a corner behind a big fire extinguisher. There was an overhang to the siding, and so the cat couldn't get to it, and she kept jumping from one side of the extinguisher to the other. I try to stay out of these things with rodents - I do intervene if there's a songbird involved! But this was getting pretty hysterical, with the cat so totally unable to get a mitt on the little guy. He finally tried to make a break by climbing up the screen door, but alas, he quickly fell, and was confronted by the evil panther!
At this point, the brave little fellow turned to Cassie and puffed himself up to at least twice his normal size! I don't know how he did it, but it was most impressive! Cassie looked at us, almost as if to say, "Get a load of that!" But then it began to rain, and so we went into the house. Cassie, being a cat, came with us to get out of the rain. And the little chipmunk survived to tell his grandkids about how he stared down that evil panther and puffed up to intimidate her!
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Post by poseidon on Apr 16, 2006 10:56:48 GMT -5
Foals are lovely animals. Have an Aunt in Az. whose two mares gave birth to a colt and a filly while I was visiting.
Beautiful, innocent creatures of the earth.
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Post by phil on Apr 16, 2006 11:33:00 GMT -5
"Beautiful, innocent creatures of the earth".
You wouldn't say that if you ever got bitten on the shoulder by one ...
OUCH ! IT HURT ... !!
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Post by poseidon on Apr 16, 2006 11:35:08 GMT -5
So where are the colt pics? You DID take some, right? This is from a while back, but I had to tell the story tonight, so I thought I'd share it here. When I lived in the condo with the fenced courtyard, one time Cassie managed to coral a poor chipmunk in there, and she got it in a corner behind a big fire extinguisher. There was an overhang to the siding, and so the cat couldn't get to it, and she kept jumping from one side of the extinguisher to the other. I try to stay out of these things with rodents - I do intervene if there's a songbird involved! But this was getting pretty hysterical, with the cat so totally unable to get a mitt on the little guy. He finally tried to make a break by climbing up the screen door, but alas, he quickly fell, and was confronted by the evil panther! At this point, the brave little fellow turned to Cassie and puffed himself up to at least twice his normal size! I don't know how he did it, but it was most impressive! Cassie looked at us, almost as if to say, "Get a load of that!" But then it began to rain, and so we went into the house. Cassie, being a cat, came with us to get out of the rain. And the little chipmunk survived to tell his grandkids about how he stared down that evil panther and puffed up to intimidate her! I'd have intervened for the poor chipmunk. Their cute, like the beavers and possums I see every now and again here in Texas. |
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Post by poseidon on Apr 16, 2006 11:37:27 GMT -5
"Beautiful, innocent creatures of the earth". You wouldn't say that if you ever got bitten on the shoulder by one ... OUCH ! IT HURT ... !! I've been bucked and thrown off a horse before. It's their nature to be impetuous. I just hopped on again and showed the horse who was master. |
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