The Complaining and Bitching Thread

All day yesterday while at work, the left side of my lower back/hip/buttocks hurt. Then I get to my soccer game and my right lower back/hip/buttocks hurt. What the hell is WRONG with me.

When I was tripped and fell to the ground, my back started feeling better. It hurts again now. Right side.

 

Hahaha, goddamnit.

Ordered a travel-size "mini steamer" for the girlfriend so she can dewrinkle her clothes on the go while she travels this summer.

The dimensions listed made it seem like it would totally fit in a carry-on and thus be useful addition to her travel light philosophy.

Those numbers were way off. Pulled it out of the box and went: "Wow, who ordered the jet pack?" It's decidedly not "mini."

Bonus: I get to skip around the upstairs with the thing on my back and make rocket noises until I send it back tomorrow.

 

I demand pictures Spaceman Spiff!

 

Quick! Someone dress Baraka_Guru up like a tiger!

 

I demand LoganSnake. Or Manic. Or Walt. Baraka isn't street enough to be my imaginary animal friend.

...

Seriously, this steamer is going down in history as the most fun I've had with an item that was all wrong.

 

I could totally see the_jazz as "calvin's" dad.

 

I don't know. I'm pretty sure that my polling numbers are too low for me to gain office, let alone be re-elected.
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Bitch, Baraka_Tiger will knock your shoes, socks and underpants off at the motherfuckin' door when you get to Cannuckistan. Then he's gonna go all up in that easy chair, curl up and watch the stars and squiggles circumnavigate that fro-licious mop of yours while you slowly regain consciousness. Then he's gonna help you achieve total consciousness, fool.

 

I want chocolate. And popcorn. And maybe chocolate-covered popcorn.


Fucking uterus.

 

This is good. It means there isn't a fetus in your uterus.

Actually there could be a fetus there. Pregnant women crave ALL the food!

And to make you jealous...I just had a chocolate chip cookie.

 

I had some popcorn in the break room... and I raided Lordeden 's candy drawer. Twice.


And definitely no fetus. w00t.


The dogs are all up on my popcorn, though. Bitches.

 

HOORAY FOR NOT BEING PREGNANT!

Also, isn't only ONE of your dogs a bitch?

 

Technically. Benjen has his moments, though.

 

And I'd be sure to kick you in the balls.

 

You bring it out in me.

 

Okay, this is the third bra I've fixed (two from my woman, one from a female friend) in the last year.

Ladies, I don't mind sewing the straps back on, but how the hell are you breaking these things?

/Demolition Man reprogramming

/Thimbles McPlan9son

 

Everyday wear & tear, man. It sucks. I've gotten to the point where I don't bother buying cheap bras anymore, because they're broken within a couple weeks. A friend of mine called me a snob for saying that, but it's way better to buy one for $60-$80 to last a few months, rather than a $10 one that I'll have to replace in a month or less.