you know...
8/28/11 08:52 pmwhen I finally snap and kill these people for not rinsing out their bottles and putting them in the recycling, which by the fucking way is *right under the kitchen sink* the whole neighborhood is going to say, "oh, she was so quiet...we knew it was only going to be a matter of time before that bitch flipped her wig and whacked somebody..."
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8/29/11 01:02 am (UTC)No, what happened?
Well, I always knew something was up with that woman, you know, even before this, but evidently they found her sitting on the front lawn with her laptop while the house burned down.
Jesus! Do they know why?
Not for sure, but the neighbors say she was typing something over and over.
What?
It rinses out the bottles or it gets motherfucking arsoned.
Oh, honey, I feel your pain! Maybe do some grumbling under your breath, or, if you're brave and it really is a sticking point, go ahead and kindly rip some ass over proper recycling procedure?
*pat pat*
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8/29/11 01:30 am (UTC)Maybe I'll just make them read this entry!
*HUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUGS* You! Thank you! ♥