Dear Furniture Assembly People,
my back hates you. My neck hates you. And I hate you too. You are evil toad people sent from the firey depths of hell to torment innocent humans. I will find you! And just as soon as I walk again normally, I will kick your sorry arses all the way back to limbo.
Hate you! Hate you! Hate you!
Sincerely,
The crab.
At 4/11/2007 4:03 PM, SignGurl
Nice template ladies! Me likey!
You don't want to know what I said when Mr. Sign dropped the 250 pound Sauder desk on my foot and left it there. I said nothing because I couldn't get words out. It took me beating on his arm for him to notice my purple foot. By the grace of God, nothing was broken. Good times, I tell ya.
Milky, I'm just gonna tweak things up a little for ya. Not to fret. I know just what I'm doing.
And you are welcome to use my pole dancing cow any time you want. After all...you're co-owner here at the field anyhow, right?
Monkey, oh YES! Please do.
Sign, no he didn't???? LOL! Oh man. I'm sorry to laugh but I have this image of you trying to talk and not getting any words out. It's a miracle nothing broke.
Yeah, I felt like that title was workin' right about then. LOL!
ebezp, Oh honey! If you could watch me trying to walk, you'd die laughing. I'm pathetic! And two of my fingers keep going numb. LOL!
Cazzie, that's a very good plan! I have some lavendar too. I might just do that, kiddo.
Gab, me too, baby. Me too!
Denny, Hi ya, babe! How are you feeling?
Steph, yes please! LOL!
Buddah, you'll be pleased to know the hot packs are off the neck and back. (both blue like the bruises on my legs) Man, 5 days of pure assembly hell. Hugs back!
BT! If you coulda' heard the words coming out of my mouth before I scrolled down. LMAO! I'm so gonna get you for this one.
WMY, it's better now. I'm ready to go get em.....only...now I'm too tired. LOL!
Sayyyy, maybe we could get a job doing writing assembly instructions. Pretty sure the only skills required is the ability to swig massive quantities of brew.
Do you write hate mail often?