Good times
Lately things have been good at work and on the old homestead. Just the occasional dealing with knuckle headed customers, or bovine, really. And the also rare code compliance violation from my city at home. Bureaucratic shitheads trying to catch people in a bind to pull money from their asses. Good thing I own yard tools to take care of my foliage, if it happens to offend some pansy-ass little asshole.
It's December for crying out loud, at least try going after people in January. Nothing is sacred. But man, I tell you I feel bad for all the old people who got slapped with code violations on my block. Motherfuckers went on a citation-spree. If I had the time, between my job and fucking around with all my shit I'd spray paint a big middle finger on my fence.
Little bitches with a laminated so called "badge" and an unquenchable thirst for just a sliver of authority. Anyway, just had to get that out. This year has been something. But for sure, it was a good year. Can't wait to jot down the new Suckies!
It's December for crying out loud, at least try going after people in January. Nothing is sacred. But man, I tell you I feel bad for all the old people who got slapped with code violations on my block. Motherfuckers went on a citation-spree. If I had the time, between my job and fucking around with all my shit I'd spray paint a big middle finger on my fence.
Little bitches with a laminated so called "badge" and an unquenchable thirst for just a sliver of authority. Anyway, just had to get that out. This year has been something. But for sure, it was a good year. Can't wait to jot down the new Suckies!