The lady when i took my lil' girl to get her ears pierced, waited until she did 1 by 1 and then said " oh the other lady is on break" u could told me i would browsed, came back. to make it easier. she can bite me. and i agree about the gas co's let them bite there own fumes. i am tired of freezing. will winter never end?
my not so dear to me today hubby can bite me!!! and all the bill collectors, bite me. bite me bite me. broke is broke!! geesh, same one calling every other day.. hello? check will get there when it gets there!
My grown children who certainly know better yet act like they live in a luxury hotel can bite me!
I'm TIRED of getting up in the morning and seeing the TRAIL of crap: clothes, shoes, trash, dirty dishes from when they get home after work in the wee hours!
I'm also TIRED of them "forgetting" to do their chores, because they are "tired." HAH! They haven't a CLUE as to what REAL tired truly is!
*VOW snarls and drips saliva all over her keyboard*
Friday morning: My boss can bite me! For writing me up for staying late Thursday night working on a project that would help my coworkers without getting O/T approval first from him! (Hmmm, can't see the forest for the friggin' trees?!)
Friday night: Winter can bite me! For causing the soap and water of the car wash to freeze solid on most of my car!
Saturday morning: And cops can bite me! For writing me a $155 ticket for going 47 in a 35 and for having the aforementioned frozen car wash sludge on my back windshield, at 2:15 IN THE MORNING! Give me a break! Plus I was only 50 feet from my house when pulled over!! Yes, I will be requesting a hearing on this! Oooo my first ticket, grrrr, after 11 years of driving.
Saturday morning: Hangovers can bite me! From drinking 2 beers and having 2 sips of a mixed drink, over the course of 5 hours! ARGH! (Yes I was stone-cold sober for my freezing cold ride home... brrrr!)
I used to lock mine out of the bedroom at my old place, but after I moved I tried that and forgot that the litter box is now in my bedroom and she had an accident. I could tell she was utterly mortified by what happened...so now I just shove her off the bed (which keeps her quiet for another half hour or so). Cats. Gotta love their funny quirks.
Heh they work great huh. Soon as he walks in to "announce" his presence, I just pick up the bottle and he goes off running...mumbling something under his breath. But he KNOWS not to come back and make noise!! Lil Brat.