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Monday, March 10th, 2003 09:33 amTodd came home at 3 am last night. He should know better....
*bangs around a bunch, opens and slams fridge, flushes toilet, turns on lights, says, "There's a mountain bike in the alley with toe clips that I need!" runs downstairs, turns on hall light, goes outside. Returns half an hour later. "It had a great seat too, and A MUD GARD!" Proceeds to disassemble his bike and put new parts on in the living room, 6 feet from my head. at which point I yell, "WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING? WHY CAN'T YOU DO THAT IN THE MORNING? YOU ARE THE STIPIDEST FUCK-TARD ON EARTH AND I HATE YOU! I'M TRYING TO SLEEP!"
*crawls into bed, cold and covered in sweat and bike grease* "I'm sorry honey, I thought I was being quiet."
Hey Random, tell M she has it easy....
Oh yeah, it's a Specialized Hard Rock. All beat up so if it's there when I get home I'll turn it into a playa bike.
*bangs around a bunch, opens and slams fridge, flushes toilet, turns on lights, says, "There's a mountain bike in the alley with toe clips that I need!" runs downstairs, turns on hall light, goes outside. Returns half an hour later. "It had a great seat too, and A MUD GARD!" Proceeds to disassemble his bike and put new parts on in the living room, 6 feet from my head. at which point I yell, "WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING? WHY CAN'T YOU DO THAT IN THE MORNING? YOU ARE THE STIPIDEST FUCK-TARD ON EARTH AND I HATE YOU! I'M TRYING TO SLEEP!"
*crawls into bed, cold and covered in sweat and bike grease* "I'm sorry honey, I thought I was being quiet."
Hey Random, tell M she has it easy....
Oh yeah, it's a Specialized Hard Rock. All beat up so if it's there when I get home I'll turn it into a playa bike.