Thread: Woman on toilet attacked by rat

"singersp" wrote:

"jargomcfargo" wrote:

So what! Big deal. That's far from news worthy where I live.
Gotta step out the door and get sprayed by a skunk, have your dogs and cats mauled by a cougar, daughters boyfriend passed out on the front porch with his kill christ tattoo dripping festering puss and him passing flatus, killer bees from south america migrating north and swarming and dive bombing you as you make a run for your car, spill your hot coffee on your crotch when you hit a pot hole the bottom of which meets the roof of hell, just before you hit a deer that comes through your windshield and kicks the crap out of you like in Tommy Boy.To top the whole wretched thing off, you can only get two channels on your radio and one is Rush Limbaugh and the other is a speech by Hillary Clinton.
The worst thing about it is the only place you have to go in life is work. Yes work. Where some guy who still uses brylcream in his hair and drives a friggin Mercedes because you allow him to exploit you, despite the fact you knew more than he knows now before you were even three years old, somehow ends up being your boss.
And you pray that you don't quite beat the train or maybe miss the curve and roll it in the ditch on your way in this morning just to get a day off!
But then you come to your senses and remember. Hey I'm a Vikings fan!
There is hope ...........isn't there?
Oh what the hell.
I doubt a rat biting me on the asss would even be noticed.

When I have days like that, I remind myself that I have a really big ***** & all is good.

BS. You want to get me started on why my ankles hurt when I walk? LOL!

"jargomcfargo" wrote:

"singersp" wrote:

"jargomcfargo" wrote:

So what! Big deal. That's far from news worthy where I live.
Gotta step out the door and get sprayed by a skunk, have your dogs and cats mauled by a cougar, daughters boyfriend passed out on the front porch with his kill christ tattoo dripping festering puss and him passing flatus, killer bees from south america migrating north and swarming and dive bombing you as you make a run for your car, spill your hot coffee on your crotch when you hit a pot hole the bottom of which meets the roof of hell, just before you hit a deer that comes through your windshield and kicks the crap out of you like in Tommy Boy.To top the whole wretched thing off, you can only get two channels on your radio and one is Rush Limbaugh and the other is a speech by Hillary Clinton.
The worst thing about it is the only place you have to go in life is work. Yes work. Where some guy who still uses brylcream in his hair and drives a friggin Mercedes because you allow him to exploit you, despite the fact you knew more than he knows now before you were even three years old, somehow ends up being your boss.
And you pray that you don't quite beat the train or maybe miss the curve and roll it in the ditch on your way in this morning just to get a day off!
But then you come to your senses and remember. Hey I'm a Vikings fan!
There is hope ...........isn't there?
Oh what the hell.
I doubt a rat biting me on the asss would even be noticed.

When I have days like that, I remind myself that I have a really big ***** & all is good.

BS. You want to get me started on why my ankles hurt when I walk? LOL!

Hell I got time, it's the off-season.

Let 'er rip!

"singersp" wrote:

"jargomcfargo" wrote:

"singersp" wrote:

"jargomcfargo" wrote:

So what! Big deal. That's far from news worthy where I live.
Gotta step out the door and get sprayed by a skunk, have your dogs and cats mauled by a cougar, daughters boyfriend passed out on the front porch with his kill christ tattoo dripping festering puss and him passing flatus, killer bees from south america migrating north and swarming and dive bombing you as you make a run for your car, spill your hot coffee on your crotch when you hit a pot hole the bottom of which meets the roof of hell, just before you hit a deer that comes through your windshield and kicks the crap out of you like in Tommy Boy.To top the whole wretched thing off, you can only get two channels on your radio and one is Rush Limbaugh and the other is a speech by Hillary Clinton.
The worst thing about it is the only place you have to go in life is work. Yes work. Where some guy who still uses brylcream in his hair and drives a friggin Mercedes because you allow him to exploit you, despite the fact you knew more than he knows now before you were even three years old, somehow ends up being your boss.
And you pray that you don't quite beat the train or maybe miss the curve and roll it in the ditch on your way in this morning just to get a day off!
But then you come to your senses and remember. Hey I'm a Vikings fan!
There is hope ...........isn't there?
Oh what the hell.
I doubt a rat biting me on the asss would even be noticed.

When I have days like that, I remind myself that I have a really big ***** & all is good.

BS. You want to get me started on why my ankles hurt when I walk? LOL!

Hell I got time, it's the off-season.

Let 'er rip!

I was going to give you the Big Ben theory since it's a football site and all. But the words needle and bug kept popping up so I must concede. Do you still have the shoes with live goldfish ?

Well that was lame. But I guess we both have time if we are discussing some rats bad judgement on PP.O late Friday night!

"jargomcfargo" wrote:

"singersp" wrote:

"jargomcfargo" wrote:

"singersp" wrote:

"jargomcfargo" wrote:

So what! Big deal. That's far from news worthy where I live.
Gotta step out the door and get sprayed by a skunk, have your dogs and cats mauled by a cougar, daughters boyfriend passed out on the front porch with his kill christ tattoo dripping festering puss and him passing flatus, killer bees from south america migrating north and swarming and dive bombing you as you make a run for your car, spill your hot coffee on your crotch when you hit a pot hole the bottom of which meets the roof of hell, just before you hit a deer that comes through your windshield and kicks the crap out of you like in Tommy Boy.To top the whole wretched thing off, you can only get two channels on your radio and one is Rush Limbaugh and the other is a speech by Hillary Clinton.
The worst thing about it is the only place you have to go in life is work. Yes work. Where some guy who still uses brylcream in his hair and drives a friggin Mercedes because you allow him to exploit you, despite the fact you knew more than he knows now before you were even three years old, somehow ends up being your boss.
And you pray that you don't quite beat the train or maybe miss the curve and roll it in the ditch on your way in this morning just to get a day off!
But then you come to your senses and remember. Hey I'm a Vikings fan!
There is hope ...........isn't there?
Oh what the hell.
I doubt a rat biting me on the asss would even be noticed.

When I have days like that, I remind myself that I have a really big ***** & all is good.

BS. You want to get me started on why my ankles hurt when I walk? LOL!

Hell I got time, it's the off-season.

Let 'er rip!

I was going to give you the Big Ben theory since it's a football site and all. But the words needle and bug kept popping up so I must concede. Do you still have the shoes with live goldfish ?

I still have the shoes, but the goldfish died.

For the life of me I couldn't figure out a way to feed them.

Then I thought perhaps photosynthesis would work, so I put the shoes out in the sun last summer & the heat cooked them.