Seriously. Has the dog dug up some of the bodies in your backyard? You must be either expecting a huge inheritance from the dog owner, the dog owner has some serious blackmail material on you, or the dog owner is a member of the Mafia (or a similar organized criminal association).
And even if it’s vitally important to your future health and welfare to keep on the good side of this delusional and irresponsible dog owner, why on earth are you keeping the dog-chewed ham in your fridge? It’s not wasteful to throw out something that no reasonable person will eat.
I have been recovering from illness for a number of years and live with ma, because I lost almost everything. I do the maintenance I can manage on the property. I can only do so much physical work before my hands swell up and my muscles cramp. I think it was about four years ago I was basically unable to construct an intelligible sentence. I’ve had less problems with uncontrolled swelling every year, and that’s key to me being able to think better each year. This is the first year I can do math in my head again. That’s why I laughed at a certain person that called me a moron a bit back. This was the year I was hoping to try to work part time again, but I had to deal with a flood and the aftermath trying to fix the damage. Who’s going to hire a screwed up person with all the healthy people out there out of work. I only get about a hundred dollars that are discretionary each year, and it gets spent on the most urgent need that I can afford to buy. Going through the medical problems I have for the last decade and making my way back up to where I’ve reached so far is why I don’t react how people think I should always react on this board. Now you know why I can’t ban the dog from hell.
Now can I stick to bitching about the damn dog. O would be laughing my ass off, if I wasn’t in the story.
Somehow I think I remember you misguessing mine. Then again, that happened a lot at first.
Anyways, I think this is the most confusing thread I have seen in a while.
We once had the neighbor’s dog chew on our thanksgiving ham. It was unceremoniously plopped over the fence to his house. Hate yorkies, they are like big rats that climb everywhere.
That explains why you let the dog in, and why you can’t buy the monitor. But keeping the dog-chewed ham in your fridge… that’s just weird, and disgusting. Almost as weird and disgusting as thinking that someone else should be willing to eat a ham that your dog had been chewing on. If nobody’s going to eat the ham in its present condition, it doesn’t matter how much it cost, it’s worth nothing now, and should be thrown out.
Yes, but if she’s living with mom, that’s probably not her decision to make. It’s entirely possible that mom is the one saying it’s okay to eat therefore we’re not throwing it out.
It’s gross as hell. The ham will remain until a couple weeks goes by, before ma will allow it to go. She has some food hoarding philosophy going on that won’t let her toss it. The really bizarre thing is that it wasn’t just the dog owners that had no problem with saying dog chewed ham was still human food. I was what the fuck there is actually a second family member that doesn’t have a problem with this. None of these people took any ham home though.
Ma has always told every family member they wasted their money on any purchase of an item invented after 1960. None of us tell her what we buy, because of this standard response. I don’t know what made me actually reply with a bargain I found when asked. :smack:What do you want for Christmas little boy? I want a Red Rider bb gun. You’ll shoot your eye out kid.
My read is that EE spent Christmas without any family at all, with nothing to really eat, and no money to buy anything, let alone a monitor. Or at least EE is trying to point out that some people have Christmases like that. And, while he has a bit of a point, it’s kind of rude to threadshit like that. If he wants to pit his Christmas (or even if he wants to pit HD for starting this pit thread) he needs to start his own thread for it, because HD’s pit thread here isn’t exactly a travesty of justice or anything.
A few weeks ago she cleaned out a drawer she dumps everything into, because I refused to do it this year. She had to use a dustpan as a scoop to remove croutons, macaroni, candy and whatever else was in the bottom. There was over a gallon volume of stuff in the bottom. I keep my stuff separate from her’s as much as possible, and toss bad stuff I find.
There is a carpet that has a giant yellowed spot and two small ones. That dog throw up on the carpet when the carpet was a year old and the stomach acid discolored the carpet. The vomit pile looked like the dung heap from Lost World when they dug out the satellite phone. The dog was constantly dropped off even when ma wasn’t home because they didn’t want their dog ruining their home. What the fuck! Take her to ma’s house so she ruins ma’s home, but your home is safe from your dog.:mad:
