When relations go FBO, and all the weird relatives comment on it. Please step the fuck back and relax, haven't been dating even a month yet.
Thankfully this is not directly related to me, yet.
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When relations go FBO, and all the weird relatives comment on it. Please step the fuck back and relax, haven't been dating even a month yet.
Thankfully this is not directly related to me, yet.
when I say.... "sure... i'll do it right now" please shut the fuck up about why it needs to be done and why right now for 10 mins. And when I say "if you would shut the fuck up I'll get it done" please do not get all pissy with me.
^^definitely. You can either ask me to do something or tell me how you want it done. Not both. If you already know best how to do it, just do it yourself.
Snapping my rear derailleur cable, being stuck in the smallest rear cog. Was already in my small ring up front. Slog 12 miles to the nearest open shop. Mechanic says, Hey look at this, your front derailleur cable is broken too .... wtf?
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Originally Posted by vt_ski
good sir, did you not realize that butts are not garbage in the united states? and second hand smoke is not intruding on somebody else's space.
Got a phone call I was too busy to answer so it went to voicemail. Then dude facebook messaged me telling me he left me a voicemail. Then an hour later he texts me and asks if I am busy. Dipshit, I told you to call me today, if I am not answering I am obviously a bit swamped at work, I'll get back to you when I can. But now I am so annoyed I will plan to return his call at dinner time.
Dude should just create a TGR account...Quote:
Originally Posted by systemoverblow'd
I keep getting asked to move heavy shit up and down the stairs at work during an office remodel by our office manager as I'm one of the biggest guys in the office and unlike most of the designer/developers in the office I've done some physical/athletic stuff in my days.
He keeps getting pissed that I say no because I have broken my back twice and have no cartilage in my right knee. The last thing I want to do is haul desks up three flights of stairs.
Bike thieves and assholes from Anchorcagua.
Not so much of a vessel burster, but at public schools where there's a clearly defined bus road for pickip and dropoff, what goes through the minds of the platoons of parents that insist on using the bus road to drop off their kids?
It's about 50 extra feet of walking from the allocated car drop off zone to the bus zone.
Really?
It's not that big of a deal but sure is symptomatic of some bizarre entitlement to skirt the r00lz because, well, we're all so special.
That's part of the reason I drop my kid off at the dirt lot behind the school. I don't have to deal with the idiots.
So he can PM Advres?Quote:
Originally Posted by stfu&gbtw
I know, right? The loser was too lazy to dump it in the stream himself. I too hate it when people make me get out of my car to finish someone else's work.Quote:
Originally Posted by philth
Or he could go to the transfer station 1 mile down the road. 30 bucks a year and he can properly dispose of all the paint he wants…..you could then pick it up there and spoon feed your sister wife instead of dump it into the river….no?Quote:
Originally Posted by riser3
^that joke went right over your head, lol
Bahahaaa
they charge to dispose of paint?
back on track
- the dudes at the HHW disposal who are miffed you've got random containers of shit you are dumping with them, instead of in a stream
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Originally Posted by PNWbrit
Hot dog buns that aren't pre-sliced. What is this? Warsaw?
Sliced hot dog buns are the greatest thing since sliced..... Oh never mind.Quote:
Originally Posted by OldLarry
Yah. But hot dogs come in packs of 10 and buns come in packs of 12.*Quote:
Originally Posted by Phildo_Baggins
WTF?
*this may be incorrect as I don't eat hotdogs or buns. But it makes a 1990’s era stand up bit that was hilarious at the time.**
**I may or may not have been really really high when said stand up bit was so damn funny back in the 90's.
http://geardiary.com/wp-content/uplo...conspiracy.jpgQuote:
Originally Posted by iscariot
Out of province inspection and Canadian tire. What a bunch of asshats.
How to pass your out of province inspection:Quote:
Originally Posted by Gripen
Step 1. Go buy a case of beer.
Step 2. Take car to a little backwoods shop owned by some guy.
Step 3. Explain the relationship between passing the out of province inspection and said beer.
Step 4. Get on with your life.
Heh, that brings back fond memories of the Organic Mechanic in the Slocan!Quote:
Originally Posted by iscariot