Your “Slow Thursday Before Xmas” Daytime Open Thread

Wow, feels like we just did this two days ago.  Oh right, we did.

At least this time I’m better rested.

Everybody is off and out and doing the holiday stuff and getting very stressed by now probably.  Personally, I have to fly to California and kill some people who work at a disreputable company because they’ve now lied to me three times about the things I ordered.

If you made a mistake on shipping and didn’t get the products out when you said you would, just say so.  Don’t fucking lie to me.  Fedex knows the truth.  They haven’t even gotten the package yet.  You people are pissing me off with your lying.

(you people?)

Actually no.  This the most horribly run Caucasian organization ever.  Well, at least since November of ’16.

Anywhoooooo…

Nothing on tap for today it seems, so here is the place to talk shit and say whatever you want to say.  No holds barred.

But no nudity.  We don’t want BallsofSteelandFury to get too worked up.

OR DO WE?????

Hmmmmmmm…..

Oh shit, I’m still 90 words short.  OK, what to talk about?

I had another squirrel in my house last night.  Little son of a mother got away from me four times, then holed up under the entertainment center console.  I couldn’t reach him with my net so I sat and waited.  I knew the dumb little shit would come out eventually.  What I did not know is that when he came out he’d run into my shoe sitting in the corner.  I suppose he likes the smell of old feet.

But as soon as he ran into my shoe and tried to hide, I knew I had the little son of a bitch.  I picked up my net and I grabbed him and the shoe in one fell swoop and got the door open and chucked both into the back yard.

FUCK YOU SQUIRREL!!!!  tWBS IS SMARTER THAN A SQUIRREL ONCE AGAIN!!!!  WOOOOOO!!!!!

Now where’s my fucking shoe?

OK, that’s 316 words.  Now it’s 320.  STOP TYPING YOU IDIOT.

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Anywhoooo…

Talk about whatever.  There’s a reason it’s called an Open Thread.

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God, I miss California.  They don’t make you count out there.  And it’s nearly impossible to freeze your balls off.

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