Saying I'm Fucked Doesn't Even Begin To Cover It

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Please people, don’t freak out Tuckerfan by playing armchair lawyer if you don’t have any legal background.

Dude, you’ve been around here long enough that you should know that Otto wants nothing to do with a pussy. On the other hand, if Tuckerfan was a chicken farmer, and someone had made off with his prize cock…:smiley:

Tuckerfan, I hope this whole situation works out for you, and condolances about your cat. I remember putting my cat down when she has cancer, bad as that was, at least I got to hold her, losing your kitty to a pack of dogs must be worse.

Nope.

'Twas a reference to this thread, about which I’m still slightly wigged.

The Tennessee bar Association may be able to direct you to a lawyer in your area for a free or cut-price consultation.

I reallly hope this all works out OK, Tuckerfan. I daresay my name is unfamiliar but I tend to read more than I post and I do recall reading how delighted you were to work on the Tucker car.

Like others, I do think this too shall pass, nasty though it is. (And I hope the actual evildoer is getting some really stinking bad karma ).

It’s is terribly sad about the cat though. Eek, I msut irrationally go and che4ck on the CelynCat, who is sure to be sleeping safely on my bed)

I’m so sorry about your cat. Best of luck with the theft issue.

Uh, Frank? I think Otto said he wouldn’t do those things, either.



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Right. Otto said he wouldn’t do those things. Frank seconded him. They both agree.

Doh. I read that as “agree”.

My bad. Sorry, Frank.

Yeah, I agree with the previous posters.
I hope you recover the loving kitty. :frowning:

P.S. I also agree that Otto’s usually a jerkhead dickwad cocksucker.

Poor, poor kitty. :frowning:

Best of luck with your troubles, Tuckerfan.

Heh… I meant to pick a better a thread to state that… because I agree with him here :smack:

…it’s around here somewhere…

Told ya to move to Monterey. Did ja listen? Noooooo. Now look just at this mess. Used to be I knew a guy who’d make other people go away for free. He was a seedy sort. Seem to have lost touch with him though. Just as well I guess. Where was I…Oh. I have a dog/cat. Damndest thing a cat that shows loyalty to one human like they remember him as a beloved king from a different life. I don’t know what I’d do if I lost him, especially the way you lost your kitty.

Nothing but warm things from me to you, dude. You know better than to try & confront your current inter-human dealings without a professional. You can spend money or time here–and an inch of time can not be bought with an inch of gold. And when you’re done here, get yer ma and go West!

I hear ya, man. As soon as I’m able, I’m bailing on this whole place and never looking back.

The cat is dead. Read the thread.

He doesn’t have time to read the thread. He’s too busy calling me a jerkhead dickwad cocksucker for no reason.

Nope. The only cut-price services are if it’s a civil matter. I did manage to talk to a lawyer today (who is well outside my price range) who, in addition to telling me that I needed a lawyer, seemed fairly optimistic about any potential outcome. However, the police called today and want me to come in later on this morning (it’s 3 AM as I write this, I’ve just gotten home from the job that pays the bills) and answer more questions. Which can only mean that I’m going to be arrested (for the first time in my life, BTW). I did call my father to let him know the details of everything and he didn’t seem to be concerned, so I’ll probably wind up rotting in jail. I don’t think I’ll be getting much sleep.

It’s not always the case that you’ll be slapped into cuffs and jailed when you go to the police station to answer questions. Sometimes, it’s more convenient–for both the cops and you–to have the questioning done at the police station. For one thing, you don’t end up with the stigma of the cops coming to “grill you” at your place of work.