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People to Punch, Pet Peeves, and General Vexations (mega-merge)

Sorry, @scarletmike.

Just so everyone knows, my wife is in my ear about this right now. I'm in a different room adjusting a crib.

"The next cheapest week is $4300 and that's without airfare..."

"The week we are looking at is the Not So Scary Halloween Party."

Me: "In fucking September?"

:lol: If you can get past the price of the alcohol (excluding Magic Kingdom of course), even dads who don't want to be there usually find something to enjoy, especially in EPCOT.

Seriously though, Disney Cruise Line. It is the only cruise I've done (so far), and it was only a 3 day but it was perfect. Yeah, definitely more expensive than other lines, but the shows seem much more solid than other lines, which is a big point of emphasis for me. I totally get the strong desire to not go, as plenty of the natives here also hold that sentiment.
 
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It all started because my wife's work was going to send us to San Diego for her completing a series of tests. Each one costs like $225-$275 apiece to take. We get reimbursed once she passes each one and at the end of the tests, we were supposed to go stay at the Hotel Del Coronado in San Diego on Coronado island. She would have some conferences to attend during the day, she would have the nights free and I would have the day to myself to go around and check [Mark May] out on my own. :biggrin: Well, now they've changed it up and are just going to give her $3000. So I told her if ever was a time I would agree to go to Disney, this was it. Go figure, she starts planning the damn thing instantly and comes to me with a figure of $4100 for the trip.

Just spent four days there. On the company dime. Not bad, but not anywhere near what it would take for me to drop my own money on the place.

Fucking round of drinks, a beer, a double tequila (decent but not my top shelf) and a Kettle One cocktail was $60 before the tip. Three fish tacos that weren't even great were $26. A yogurt parfait for fuck sakes was $12.

You dodged a bullet here me amigo.
 
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Cock gobbler that lives across the street and about three houses down apparently likes to get completely hammered and ride his Harley home from the bar on Saturday nights with a buddy or two in tow, and then they all take turns drag racing their Harleys down our street between the hours of 2:00-4:30 am. Fucking assholes woke both my daughters and my wife.

Next weekend he's getting a broom handle in the spokes.
 
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Cock gobbler that lives across the street and about three houses down apparently likes to get completely hammered and ride his Harley home from the bar on Saturday nights with a buddy or two in tow, and then they all take turns drag racing their Harleys down our street between the hours of 2:00-4:30 am. Fucking assholes woke both my daughters and my wife.

Next weekend he's getting a broom handle in the spokes.

http://www.e-rigging.com/7x19-galva...ble for sale&utm_content=Steel Cable For Sale

Or a little of this deftly tied across the road about 1:45AM next week?
 
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OK, so, it was early Saturday afternoon and I had just completed feeding and watering my garden plants. On my patio, I have one of those cast-iron enameled flower-patterned tables that are kind of three-dimensional, and full of holes. Since earlier this Spring, I'd left a citronella candle in a little tin bucket on the table. When it rained, or when I hosed down the patio, it would get water in it and I'd dump it out. Yesterday was no different (or was it?).
I noticed the candle was watery, and proceeded to dump it out thru the table--until the moment I realized I was seeing more and more of the wick, and that it WASN'T water: The candle had liquefied in the sun and I was dumping molten wax over the table and onto the concrete floor...several ounces of it. Of course, immediately upon hitting the concrete, it solidified. Only solution I could think of (other than a wire brush--which I don't own) was to lay paper towels over the wax, plug in my iron, and melt the wax into the towels.

I brought my aluminum-framed folding chair out, and spent the next couple hours ironing the patio floor. The wax was also profusely all over the top and legs of the table. At one point, trying to reach underneath the table after another wax blob, I sort of twisted and leaned to my left. Apparently, I leaned too far or too awkwardly, because at that moment one of the metal cross bars that formed the legs of the chair snapped in half at the bolt, and the chair collapsed with me in it, folding the arms forward around me like a make-shift straight jacket (which may reasonably be suggested I needed after the day I was having.) So, there I lay on the concrete floor, doing my best Harry Houdini impersonation, struggling to wriggle out of the grasp of the chair like I was in some off-brand Stephen King story about being eaten by your lawn furniture. I did finally get out, continued my ironing past sunset, and, only slightly bruised, retired to my living room for a PB&J a mere seven-and-a-half hours later than I'd originally expected.

So, anyway: How's YOUR week-end going?
 
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OK, so, it was early Saturday afternoon and I had just completed feeding and watering my garden plants. On my patio, I have one of those cast-iron enameled flower-patterned tables that are kind of three-dimensional, and full of holes. Since earlier this Spring, I'd left a citronella candle in a little tin bucket on the table. When it rained, or when I hosed down the patio, it would get water in it and I'd dump it out. Yesterday was no different (or was it?).
I noticed the candle was watery, and proceeded to dump it out thru the table--until the moment I realized I was seeing more and more of the wick, and that it WASN'T water: The candle had liquefied in the sun and I was dumping molten wax over the table and onto the concrete floor...several ounces of it. Of course, immediately upon hitting the concrete, it solidified. Only solution I could think of (other than a wire brush--which I don't own) was to lay paper towels over the wax, plug in my iron, and melt the wax into the towels.

I brought my aluminum-framed folding chair out, and spent the next couple hours ironing the patio floor. The wax was also profusely all over the top and legs of the table. At one point, trying to reach underneath the table after another wax blob, I sort of twisted and leaned to my left. Apparently, I leaned too far or too awkwardly, because at that moment one of the metal cross bars that formed the legs of the chair snapped in half at the bolt, and the chair collapsed with me in it, folding the arms forward around me like a make-shift straight jacket (which may reasonably be suggested I needed after the day I was having.) So, there I lay on the concrete floor, doing my best Harry Houdini impersonation, struggling to wriggle out of the grasp of the chair like I was in some off-brand Stephen King story about being eaten by your lawn furniture. I did finally get out, continued my ironing past sunset, and, only slightly bruised, retired to my living room for a PB&J a mere seven-and-a-half hours later than I'd originally expected.

So, anyway: How's YOUR week-end going?
Get a pressure washer next time.
 
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word to the wise:

if you join an ohio state message board, i would not recommend choosing a username that links to your various bdsm accounts, which include altered images of justin bieber that you've created. or a username that links you to various sites where someone who appears to know you personally has alleged that you've raped children. or a username that links to your full name and address.

sorry, guys, i'm not talking about a bp user. i know that's a let-down.
 
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word to the wise:

if you join an ohio state message board, i would not recommend choosing a username that links to your various bdsm accounts, which include altered images of justin bieber that you've created. or a username that links you to various sites where someone who appears to know you personally has alleged that you've raped children. or a username that links to your full name and address.

sorry, guys, i'm not talking about a bp user. i know that's a let-down.
That's why I register as "Buckeyeskickbuttocks" on all my bdsm boards.
 
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