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@rishfish
those nut cracking bastards deserve what they’ve got comin
Ugh
What a “wonderful” day I’m having already...
- I tweaked my lower back last night while practicing flying knees. It didn’t feel too bad until I woke up this morning. I am officially in pain
- I will have to go to a wedding, wearing heels, while my body is hurting. This will be ‘great’
- I was supposed to help my bestie help move her parents (aka lug heavy furniture). I can’t now, because my body hates me. These people are my second family and I can’t even help them.
- I woke up to the kitchen window screen ripped up and my 2lb bag of chocolate almonds (they were on a great sale) all torn up. My boyfriend forgot to close the kitchen window last night and the FUCKING SQUIRRELS broke in. I can’t even...
I think I’ll just go to my inbox and tackle some prompts. That should make me feel better, right?
otherwise known as the worst day of my life
Things currently making my life suck
(In no particular order) Cold gloomy weather Intractable back pain Squirrels
Our seven-year-old daughter, Honor, learned about squirrels the sharp way. With a hiss and a swipe of claw and a baring of fang, the squirrel had a go at her and drew blood.
I used to think they were cute, until they started destroying my pumpkins. Last year they did it too. I was saving those for Halloween you fuzzy dickbags. They’re no better than the mouse that chewed through some of our pantry earlier this year.
It's official: I hate squirrels with a burning passion.
Doesn't help that I'm in a mood from work too. Bought two nice pumpkins on Thursday and put them out when it was getting a little cooler. They barely lasted a week. Whatever one is around decided to nosh on both of them. What fucking a waste of money. Lesson learned. From now on I'll buy fakes so I don't have to worry about them being destroyed so easily.
Imagine the retired Junkers just sitting in rocking chairs in their front porch just holding guns and shoots anything and anyone who steps foot in their yard. They also yell so they can hear themselves. (I swear if you fuse those two dorks together they'll become my grandpa Jesus Christ)
Roadhog does any shooting if necessary. But Junkrat has very bad aim, even worse without his glasses, so he sets up landmines and traps every now and again. They sit and watch struggling bounty hunters make their way closer to their house, then blowing up.