shoot the breeze A Rant Thread named Desire

[TBoneTX 45,841]

15 hours ago, SAT said:

Speaking of arguing the price of a coupon, where's Tarklar...

Oh, we never argue coupon prices, no man.

We excel at informing dimwit clerks that coupons aren't expired and that they can be combined with other discounts, $i man.

[TBoneTX 45,841]

5 hours ago, SAT said:

Scream bloody murder for an hour...

Mini-B. can be somewhat of a drama-king himself in this regard, boo-boos become near-fatal man.

[TBoneTX 45,841]

Speaking of drama, we had some tonight, see man:

 

We arrived casa-ward from the POTS office, record-setting day during record-setting week man.

Mama-Mrs.-T-B. managed to communicate that they were going for a walk, entire crew man.

So OK man; we ingested din-din and began a couple of chores, industrious we man.

 

We were curbsiding the garbage when we saw Papa-Mrs.-T-B. power-walk by, not noticing us man.

He was by himself and took a turn toward another street, we didn't question it mentally man.

 

At sundown, rest of crew returned, and Mama-Mrs.-T-B. asked whether Papa-Mrs.-T-B. was here, no man.

She managed to communicate that he had gotten separated and gotten "lost," oh brother man.

She & we set off around the block in a fruitless, highly sweaty search, no see senior he man.

 

We decided to call the local chapas*, call we man.

 

*Chapa, n. - in Ecu, a speed-bump; something that impedes one's progress; the police

 

We called the nonemergency line and spoke to a dispatcherette who must have been a rubia, cute voice man.

She took report and thought that a bilingual chapa was probably available, si dual he man.

 

Meanwhile, a female chapa showed up to take our report, investigatory she man.

The language barrier was extremely apparent and interesting in action, holy mackerel man.

We managed to get the story across, pretty much man.

 

Female chapa got bilingual chapa on phone, connect she to he man.

Female chapa snapped foto of Papa-Mrs.-T-B. from off Mama-Mrs.-T-B.'s phone, one way to do it man.

Bilingual chapa yakked in Spanish with Mama-Mrs.-T-B., he understand she man.

 

Meanwhile, we had informed the out-of-town Mrs. T-B. of Papa-Mrs.-T-B.'s AWOL status, dutiful we man.

Mrs. T-B. went absolutely "aysheep," aysheep she man.

 

Female chapa said that bilingual chapa was in the area and they'd search separately, assurance from she man.

Meanwhile, Nephew-Mrs.-T-B. and Mini-B. were playing on their tablets carefreely, carefree wee men.

Simultaneously, Mama-Mrs.-T-B. was going aysheep and Mrs. T-B. was going aysheep, out-freaking she men.

During all this, cat got out front door, bye miu man.

 

In just a few minutes (precisely, Many), knock on door man.

Female chapa said, "We have good news and bad news, si man," said she man.

"The good news is that we found him, si man," said she man.

We asked, "What's the bad news, huh man?" ask we man.

"The bad news is that we found him, si man," said she man grinningly man.

 

We rushed outside to see Papa-Mrs.-T-B. yakking sociably with young bilingual chapa, yak they men.

Papa-Mrs.-T-B. hugged amiable bilingual chapa, gracias man.

Once inside, Mama-Mrs.-T-B. got peed at Papa-Mrs.-T-B. and almost gave him a chicharron, clobber he man.

 

We informed Mrs. T-B. of the safe arrival, relieved she man.

Nephew-Mrs.-T-B. got Sister-#2-Mrs.-T-B. on phone, report to #2 she man.

Sister-#2-Mrs.-T-B. yakked with Papa-Mrs.-T-B., yak she & he man.

We interposed ourself and exclaimed Suegro malo!  Suegro malo MALO**!", exclaim we man.

 

**Bad father-in-law!  Bad, BAD father-in-law!

 

Once everything settled down, everyone in the casa took a shower, sweaty we man.

Mini-B. got to bed 2 hours late, burn near-midnight oil wee man.

He was almost as soon as his cute little head hit the pillow, zzz wee man.

Now, napless we must arise at o'dark-Many for much GS-ing/ES-ing plus erranding, booked we man.

 

[TBoneTX 45,841]

Amidst GSs/ESs, we plan to service the Mrs.-T-B.-mobile, return to distaff service on Saturday man.

We shall, see man:

  1.  Get oil changed, past time man

  2.  Get annual inspection, rip-off man

  Many.  Get a warsh, filthy man

  Many.  Buy Many (2+2) new tyres, surprise man.

Tyre dude will pay from $Many to $Many for used tyres that he can resell, let's hope man.

This will help to defray the $Many that the Many (2+2) new tyres will cost, $i man.

We shall report the final net tyre expense tomorrow night, stay on the edge of your pre-owned toilet seat man.

 

And note above our one and only exception to never resorting to British spellings, view us favo(u)rably man.

Edited July 20, 2018 by TBoneTX

[TBoneTX 45,841]

It is propitious that we are taking Friday off, si man.

Absolutely no way that we could fulfill our GS/ES itinerary and still de-airport Mrs. T-B., latter an inconvenience man.

[TBoneTX 45,841]

The entire front of our body is plastered with tortilla-cheap crumbs, ingest almost whole party-sized bag we man.

[NikLR 13,231]

Man... my job can suck monkey balls... poor 12 year old boxer, unspayed...  was in a dog fight 1 week prior.  They'd been treating at home with hydrogen peroxide and some random cream... (dont ever friggin do that btw...)  infection in all the bite wounds. Ear infections too.  Pyrometra.  Poor old thing.  Humanely euthanized.  8 year old girl bawling her eyes out.  

 

Earlier in the day some 130lb rottie with an ear infection also tried to bite me and the new dr.   Sigh.  

 

Yesterday was told that while I am fantastic as my job, I'm not a good leader yet.  They're willing to pay for training though.  (Had they supported me and trained me instead of leaving for 2 weeks I doubt I would have failed.)

 

Sigh... thankfully I have 3 days off after 6 in a row.  Worked 90.5 hours since last Sunday.   Ugh

[N-o-l-a 7,168]

30 minutes ago, NikLR said:

Man... my job can suck monkey balls... poor 12 year old boxer, unspayed...  was in a dog fight 1 week prior.  They'd been treating at home with hydrogen peroxide and some random cream... (dont ever friggin do that btw...)  infection in all the bite wounds. Ear infections too.  Pyrometra.  Poor old thing.  Humanely euthanized.  8 year old girl bawling her eyes out.  

 

Earlier in the day some 130lb rottie with an ear infection also tried to bite me and the new dr.   Sigh.  

 

Yesterday was told that while I am fantastic as my job, I'm not a good leader yet.  They're willing to pay for training though.  (Had they supported me and trained me instead of leaving for 2 weeks I doubt I would have failed.)

 

Sigh... thankfully I have 3 days off after 6 in a row.  Worked 90.5 hours since last Sunday.   Ugh

 

Ear infection that wouldn’t go away and the subsequent biting is the reason we put our dog down. 

 

I remember having to bring the two prior in to be cremated. The Bassett hound’s heart stopped beating while I was on the phone to set up an emergency appointment with the vet.  I was definitely crying.  I feel sorry for whoever was on the other end that morning. 

 

You work hourly?

Edited July 20, 2018 by N-o-l-a

[SAT 9,609]

Coincidentally, I'm at the vet with the kid and her sissy dog A-62 as we speak...

[SAT 9,609]

A62 is good to get snipped!

I like this vet. I thought they were gonna tell me he needs this and that, and tack on a couple hundred dollars worth of stuff. But no, he said A-62 is healthy and good to go. 25 dollar visit.  I gotta give them a good review. 

[SAT 9,609]

 

Oh, yeah, that, and went to FatDonald's with the kid. So the kid calls up her thuggy gangster friends on the block to see if they wanted anything from FatDonald's. Fiddy-fo bucks...

[SAT 9,609]

I checked the traffic to merrick long Island this morning, 46 minutes.

Now, 1.5 hours...

[N-o-l-a 7,168]

35 minutes ago, SAT said:

I checked the traffic to merrick long Island this morning, 46 minutes.

Now, 1.5 hours...

 

Joys of living in New York.

 

 

[Russ&Caro 1,549]

40 minutes ago, SAT said:

I checked the traffic to merrick long Island this morning, 46 minutes.

Now, 1.5 hours...

Go for it. They're probably lying to you.

[Russ&Caro 1,549]

1 hour ago, SAT said:

 

Oh, yeah, that, and went to FatDonald's with the kid. So the kid calls up her thuggy gangster friends on the block to see if they wanted anything from FatDonald's. Fiddy-fo bucks...

Can't you buy an entire FatDonald's franchise for $54? Not that you'd want to do that, mind you. The rest of your life is interviewing kids and cajoling them to work for minimum wage.