Genius that
I am, I'm trying to cover an ass to which I have been denied
access.
Just proves how nice a guy you
is. You are a gentleindividual and a scholar. Know any young
chickies in the North Joisey area looking for an
old blubberbutt?
How about a flamethrower for that?
The little bastards. Where's Marlon Brando when you need
him No doubt looking for the butter.
- a little napalm would do a world of good. Oh, right - that's
outlawed, too. Goddam environmentalists. I have
a quote on my whiteboard, which I attribute to you Must be John; I'd never come up withything that
good. Well, SOMEBODY on
this freaking list said it. Will the real quoter please identify
him/herself??? - maybe it was
jc..."They don't build 'em like they used to because there's a law against
it." I think it holds true in this
case.
one (theoretically)
doesn't wants one's (ex-) wife to buy a pile
of frass for somewhere north of $500 grand an
awful lot of wonga for something that sounds like it should be razed.
And you're just going by my description of it's
structural condition. It's in a subdivision of equally ugly
1950's tract houses with low-slope roofs that look like a
flock of crashed birds. With bad windows and aluminum
siding. One word (woid).
Yuckymundo.
Not even close.
Vomitacious is on the far side of the right continent. Reminds me a Steven Kingism -
chucklacious. Used
to drive the ex-Mr. Pam up the walls. Not sure why, but I used to get
a lot of satisfaction from
it.
, or how does
she get the sellers to put a billion dollars in escrow until after
she's bought it and then starts The Great Termite
Safari? I'd think she could make a purchase offer
contingent on a certificate of occupancy (or some other similar type of
document) based on the termite infestation - wouldn't that give her an
out? I am forwarding our colloquy to her as
we go along, and she's forwarding them to her lawyer and
realtor.
However, I think I'll keep this one among us Pinheads, since it's
preservation content has been limited in favor of soon-to-be-ex-wife-bashing
content.
Smart choice. Good to have an ace up your
sleeve I may be stupid,
but I'm not dumb. Why do you think I don't wear Guinea
Tees? You mean, Wife-beaters?
I can't imagine you in
one.