Pointless Announcements

You are starting to sound like Charlie Brown and his crush on the cute red head. Given the size of your head...

 

Zing!

 

You could've knocked/rang the doorbell, and asked the husband, "I saw you arrive home. Do you have any intention of helping me & one of your other neighbors dig your wife out of the snow?"

I saw a funny vid that was going around the net. A woman is caught on a security cam "borrowing" her neighbors snow shovel without asking, and she doesn't return it. He gets out his snowblower and very intentionally covers her car in snow.

Yesterday our high temp was in the low 80s.

 

Is your middle name Gladys, @Borla ?

 

Gladys Kravitz, from Bewitched. Nosy neighbor to Samantha Stephens, the witch.
Always knew their comings and goings.

 

You never know the circumstances. Here's a true story.

My wife & were feeding a stray dog, and eventually put him on the backyard. He couldn't be an inside dog for several reasons, the main one being twice he tried to kill our cat when he slipped indoors. The thing is he would esacape the backyard by climbing our 7' high fence.

One day we returned home from shopping and I was truly desperate to go pee. I literally jumped out of the car and ran to the toilet once I was inside the house. A few minutes later my wife bursts into the house through the backdoor and starts screaming through tears, "Where were you? Didn't you hear me yelling for help? Where were you?" She was very seriously upset. I explained, several times, that I was desperate for the restroom, but she just kept repeating, "Where were you? Didn't you hear me? I needed your help! Where were you?"

I eventually found out that the dog had gotten himself caught on the fence, and was hanging on one of our neighbors side of the fence. One the sons was trying to lift the dog off the fence and was bitten (not seriously as we later found out). I couldn't hear my wife from the restroom, I explained that many times and she knew it, but that didn't stop her from repeating the "Where were you?" crap. My neighbors probably thought that I was leaving dealing with the dog up to my wife.

That dog eventually wound up at the humane society. He was a pit bull mix, and had already developed survival instincts before he showed up at our house. He was way too aggressive.

 

Good lawd. I just realized I'm in lust with Dave Grohl.

 

Back off lady pants. I was aware of my lust for him a long time ago.

 

Relax, Ladies. There is enough Dave Grohl to go around.

 

Thanks, @Baraka_Guru! That was exactly what I needed for my new series, "Punchlines Without Setups!"

 

Hello, I'm Dave Grohl. Seriously. Really.

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Southern California, and not a single snow pile in sight...