Yeah, I've never been to the Masters and I am a huge golfer. Have basically have dreamed of going my whole life. So to have clubhouse passes so close is painful. She knows she fucked up, so I'm trying my hardest to go easy in her. It's not easy
Play the long game man. Hopefully she lets her friend know that you two are in should the opportunity ever arise again. Fuck that sucks though.
I have already made sure of this. It's going to be so painful watching from my couch knowing I could be there.
Is the insane part shooting a cat or it being a felony? Animal cruelty is a felony in all 50 states. Shooting a cat because it won't stay off your car definitely fits the criteria of animal cruelty.
Oh, shooting a cat in general, but ESPECIALLY because it "won't stay off your car", is completely insane. Insane #1: Person shooting a cat. Insane #2: Dude on here acting nonchalant about it. Smh.
You have to wonder what the thought process is. Look I get that it's annoying to wash cat prints off your car... but how precious can the thing be if you're leaving it parked outside where birds can shit on it and the paint oxidizes too. Cat prints are the least of your concerns. To me that's just a guy who was looking for a good excuse to shoot a cat for fun.
This habit of hers of putting the can opener in the dishwasher after every time she uses it might be the end of us. I don't even know why I look for it in the drawer. It's always in the dishwasher. I'm gonna go cheat on her.
Went over to a buddy's farm when I was like 11 and he was sitting on a lawn chair with his 20 gauge waiting for a cat to come out of the barn and eat some hamburger sitting on a plate out in the open. Told him to knock it off (I'm a dog and cat equal opportunity guy) and he was like no way this is the best thing ever you can try it next. I said nope and got back on my huffy and went home. I think about that day not infrequently. I wonder what he's in prison for today. Also, real cool to leave your 5th grader home being babysat only by unlocked guns. Thanks for not murdering me, Jon.
I am a dog guy, but when I was in HS I caught 3 guys that I was semi-friendly with throwing a cat through a basketball hoop. Blindside sucker punched one in the ear and then the second directly in the face, didn't feel a bit bad. You're lucky that kid didn't kill you though for real
In a day and age where my phone can play movies and record video, I'd probably just video record the cat on my car and show the neighbor that he should deal with it. Shooting the cat seems like a fucking insane way to find out your friend has women buried under his back porch.
I am, by no means, a cat person, but that shit makes my blood boil. If it weren't for the fear of the guy being a lunatic that would shoot me, I probably would've punched him in the face in that moment. Cats hangout in my neighborhood all the time, and, while it can be a little annoying sometimes, they're fucking cats man. They don't know what the fuck they're doing wrong.
I have no quarrels with possums but when my stubborn hard-headed fucking Jack Russell got sprayed by skunks in my back yard for the third time, I did start running out the back door with my 9mm in hand. Did not ever get the chance to shoot one of those bastards, but I would have. One thing nobody ever tells you about skunks is that when you get really close to a pet that has been sprayed, the smell is so overwhelming that you don't even process it as skunk spray. It has a weird chemical burned tires kind of smell. And so, you will pet your dog and wonder why his head is wet, and what that weird chemical smell is, meanwhile your bastard fucking dog is running all over the house rubbing his head on the area rug, the carpet, the leather couches, etc... until it dawns on you what's going on. Yeah I would have shot one of those fuckers.
also, when you pet a dog's head who has been sprayed by a skunk, nothing short of a Nepalese holy man, a gallon of diesel, and a wire-bristled brush is going to make a dent in it. You may as well duct tape your fucking hand in a zip lock bag for a week. God forbid you scratch your nose in the middle of the night.
About two weeks ago picked up McDonald's on way home, fiance asks for a fish sandwich. I asked if she wanted a meal, she said no. Today picked up McDonalds on the way home, asked her what she wanted, the text said "Get me a fish sandwich" I get home and instead of thanks for getting food or any other comment really she is pissed I didn't get her fries. I tried using logic like "you just said get you a fish sandwich", didn't help the situation....even offered her my fries, which instead of just taking my fries, she would rather just be mad at me I didn't get her fries.
those were the only things Mrs LH could eat at one point during her pregnancy with our daughter. I realize I live in God's Country (the PNW) where seafood is plentiful, delicious, and reasonably priced but I still think nobody should be eating a fucking fish sandwich from McDonalds unless they're really really high/drunk or pregnant.
I lived right near a McDonald's in college and drunkenly ate there frequently. Not once did I ever even consider ordering a McFish.
They know it, that's why they do it You pissed her off by not guessing what she wanted when you got home so acting like a little spoiled child is the way to get back at you. They learn that very early