I may or may not have consumed a somewhat hefty amount of adult beverages in my time, but there have not (to date) been cinderblocks in my kitchen.
I have a stack of terra cotta tiles in my kitchen …
I layer them in the oven to bake bread and pizza upon.
Screw the Nalgene bottle. Stick that cinder block in the oven and then wrap it in a towel. Put it in your bed under the blankets. You could also do this with any bricks you may have(apparently you occasionally have random masonry materials strewn about your place).
Actually the oven isn’t ideal for this so you’re going to want to start a barrel fire in your house. Totally safe I assure you.
could be worse…you could have Palin as a roomie
I may bitch and moan during the summer, but pit threads like this make me so happy I live in the tropics.
Hilarious pitting of… windows? Cinder blocks? Testes?
I think it’s a pitting of the cold, and shitty house wiring. I have lovely knob and tube wiring in my 94 year old house, breakers trip ALL the time.
Back in college, we used a rock as an andiron in our fireplace, and it exploded. Having a cinderblock blow up in his kitchen would bring the OP back here to rant again.
Yay!!
This reminds me of one of my high-school friends, a man of notorious crudity. One of his favorite expressions was, “Shit a DICK!”
We never forgave him the visual.
It was intended as a commentary on the ambiguity of language.
Otherwise known around here as a WHOOOOOOSH!!!
Which is why I asked if he realized it. I strongly suspected that it was a joke about ambiguous language.
If he realized it, or I realized it?
In matters of love and rants, I’d prefer my intentions behind ‘fucking’ to remain ambiguous.
What is tube wiring and why are you bragging about your wiener?
Knob and Tube wiring. An old style of electrical transmission wires that was pisspoor in it’s implementation despite the obvious brilliance of the design…
No really, it sucks. And if you have it, then you also have an incredibly old house, which means the electrical problems are probably the least of your concerns…pushing the upgrade to modern electric further down the line…
This is why it’s the bane of most “old home”-owner’s existence.
Though he MAY have been insinuating something about his penis and I missed it…
Whoosh.
My wife insisted on upgrading my knob and tube after we got married.