The Bitch Thread

bronntanas said:
Okay, so this is what happened when I broke my fingers....

I've been working construction all summer. The house I was workin' on is the boss's house. I mean, the owner of the company decided to build a house. The foreman, when I was hired, told me to stay away from the owner's wife because she's notorious for having flings with the men on the crew. He made it clear that he doesn't blame the guys really (except he does question the tastes of the ones who DO fling with her.). The owner didn't mind as long as she was discreet, but the foreman on this crew is tired of it. He tells everybody that messing around with the boss's wife will get you fired, no questions asked.

So a few weeks ago, the owner came in really PO'd. I mean, I'd never seen a guy so mad before. It turns out that Mrs. Owner is pregnant. And it's NOT Mr. Owner's kid. Mr. Owner er, took care of that a few years back. (Mr. Owner is having a bad summer. This is after another guy on the crew killed his Mercedes with a pallet jack.) So now it's gotten to the point where when Mrs. Owner shows up, all the single guys hide. For some reason, a wedding ring works really well as Mrs. Owner repellent. I don't have one of those. Wish I did, because me and Luke and Short Tony have been runnin' from her ALL summer long. The house is nearly finished so there's five of us outside, walling in the back terrace when Mrs. Owner shows up with the interior designer. She comes out on the terrace (for air she said). Tony and I were on the terrace when she came out, and the foreman saw her come out and called us over to get away from her, we think, because he set Tony to work doing something goofy and sent him back to work on the wall when she'd left. I had put my left hand and my tush down on the wall and was swinging my legs over to the other side when Tony knocked the three bricks and one of them landed on my hand, breaking two fingers.


Awww poor Bron you have my empathy........happy you shared the story though.....Mrs Owner is making me cringeeeeeeeeee here more than I know the actual pain in your fingers (I have the pinky thing slightly still going on)........heal fast dude and heal happy :rose:
 
bronntanas said:
Okay, so this is what happened when I broke my fingers....

I've been working construction all summer. The house I was workin' on is the boss's house. I mean, the owner of the company decided to build a house. The foreman, when I was hired, told me to stay away from the owner's wife because she's notorious for having flings with the men on the crew. He made it clear that he doesn't blame the guys really (except he does question the tastes of the ones who DO fling with her.). The owner didn't mind as long as she was discreet, but the foreman on this crew is tired of it. He tells everybody that messing around with the boss's wife will get you fired, no questions asked.

So a few weeks ago, the owner came in really PO'd. I mean, I'd never seen a guy so mad before. It turns out that Mrs. Owner is pregnant. And it's NOT Mr. Owner's kid. Mr. Owner er, took care of that a few years back. (Mr. Owner is having a bad summer. This is after another guy on the crew killed his Mercedes with a pallet jack.) So now it's gotten to the point where when Mrs. Owner shows up, all the single guys hide. For some reason, a wedding ring works really well as Mrs. Owner repellent. I don't have one of those. Wish I did, because me and Luke and Short Tony have been runnin' from her ALL summer long. The house is nearly finished so there's five of us outside, walling in the back terrace when Mrs. Owner shows up with the interior designer. She comes out on the terrace (for air she said). Tony and I were on the terrace when she came out, and the foreman saw her come out and called us over to get away from her, we think, because he set Tony to work doing something goofy and sent him back to work on the wall when she'd left. I had put my left hand and my tush down on the wall and was swinging my legs over to the other side when Tony knocked the three bricks and one of them landed on my hand, breaking two fingers.

On the bright side at least you didn't get them broken inside Mrs Owner of by the foreman.

It could have been worse, much worse

I hope you get better soon, and learn to enjoy the other hand just as much ;)
 
Some people ought not to take themselves sooo seriously. Get over it! So you did not get the response you wanted, get over it!

Get over it!
 
goddammit Gmail you fucking cocksucker if you don't give me my fucking e-mail in a timely manner I am going to make you suck my fucking balls!!!

*smooths skirt*

ahem.
 
Sheeesh, this is not Oz's week is it? Now the racing legend Peter Brock has been killed doing what he loved, and once again in a situation not nearly as dangerous as most he has raced in throughout his career. One hopes a 3rd will not be inevitable as the saying goes.

Catalina :rose:
 
Etoile said:
goddammit Gmail you fucking cocksucker if you don't give me my fucking e-mail in a timely manner I am going to make you suck my fucking balls!!!

*smooths skirt*

ahem.

ROFL

Etoille, I have to ask, are you a man, or do just have the balls of one?



*very innocent look*
 
Etoile said:
goddammit Gmail you fucking cocksucker if you don't give me my fucking e-mail in a timely manner I am going to make you suck my fucking balls!!!

*smooths skirt*

ahem.
now I'm all hot and excited and well, and....

damn.....

pant-pant
 
shy slave said:
ROFL

Etoille, I have to ask, are you a man, or do just have the balls of one?



*very innocent look*
*bops you onna head with a rolled-up Playboy magazine*

My balls are entirely figurative, hah! No surprises under that skirt, I'm afraid.

However...my email is screwy...and I am going to pee ALL OVER Gmail if they don't fix it!!
 
Etoile said:
..and I am going to pee ALL OVER Gmail if they don't fix it!!
oh wow hot damn.....

not so early in the morning, I must stop checking in first thing out of bed
whew
 
Etoile said:
*bops you onna head with a rolled-up Playboy magazine*

My balls are entirely figurative, hah! No surprises under that skirt, I'm afraid.

However...my email is screwy...and I am going to pee ALL OVER Gmail if they don't fix it!!

Now I have all kinds of fantasies in my head... :kiss:
 
So last night my friend, M, called and asked if I could watch her daughter last night. The deal was that she'd pick her up this morning and take her to school. So the alarm went off, I tried to call her . . . nothing. So I got all the kids dressed in record time, and took K to school (10 minutes late). Unfortunately I didn't have the gas to get home, so I stopped off at M's house (I took her daughter to school, she can help with the gas). I ended up going around till I could rap on her windows, where I could hear her alarm going off. After a few minutes she woke up, ran to let me in and said "OMG DID YOU TAKE K TO SCHOOL?" So I got money from her, got gas, took my kids to school (also 10 minutes late), and came home. *grr*
 
I quit this Bitch!

Before some of you start celebrating; this is what I mean:

I quit this bitch of an apartment complex that sucks! It is the only place I have ever lived in CT since I moved here in 2001. I didn't have a lot of options cause I didn't know the state or the area, so as the Taurus I am I stayed put. BIG MISTAKE.

To make a long story short, I quit this bitch and will be moved by 10/1. I can truly say I am going to a better place!

Eb :nana:
 
I need sensory deprivation

of the nostril. I'm so goddamn sensitive to smells right now that its even waking me up at night. I swear my room smelled like cut up raw potatoes today, my fridge smells like funk and the whole goddamn house smells like pissed on dog. I don't have any rotten foods in my fridge and the dog is clean but it still all smells nasty. Thankfully my pet bought an oil warmer and it is sitting in my living room heating and dispersing a sweet rose smell throughout the house. This smell issue is NOT helping my nausea any!
 
tealsphynx said:
of the nostril. I'm so goddamn sensitive to smells right now that its even waking me up at night. I swear my room smelled like cut up raw potatoes today, my fridge smells like funk and the whole goddamn house smells like pissed on dog. I don't have any rotten foods in my fridge and the dog is clean but it still all smells nasty. Thankfully my pet bought an oil warmer and it is sitting in my living room heating and dispersing a sweet rose smell throughout the house. This smell issue is NOT helping my nausea any!
That sucks. I'm sorry :rose:
Have you at least found out when your baby is due? And if yes, will you share, please? :) :rose:
 
Etoile said:
goddammit Gmail you fucking cocksucker if you don't give me my fucking e-mail in a timely manner I am going to make you suck my fucking balls!!!

*smooths skirt*

ahem.

*chuckles*

That was sooo cute!

*grins*

CutieMouse said:
I had this teeny tiny friend in high school- little 5' tall, 100# dripping wet, Sicilian girl.

When a guy really pissed her off, she'd lite into him like a firecracker, and finish off with "Ya know what? You can just lick my balls. I'm through with you." and spit at his feet. It was usually over before he knew what was happening.

The look of total confusion on the faces of the guys, never ceased to amuse me. I could see thier brains going "Lick... but... she's a... huh?"

Thank you for the memory, Etoile. :)

Hey!

I'm part Sicilian!

I always think but rarely say, "Suck my dick bitch."

Then again I have had one who actually did that.

*smiles*

graceanne said:
So last night my friend, M, called and asked if I could watch her daughter last night. The deal was that she'd pick her up this morning and take her to school. So the alarm went off, I tried to call her . . . nothing. So I got all the kids dressed in record time, and took K to school (10 minutes late). Unfortunately I didn't have the gas to get home, so I stopped off at M's house (I took her daughter to school, she can help with the gas). I ended up going around till I could rap on her windows, where I could hear her alarm going off. After a few minutes she woke up, ran to let me in and said "OMG DID YOU TAKE K TO SCHOOL?" So I got money from her, got gas, took my kids to school (also 10 minutes late), and came home. *grr*

You have some friends, man.

*shakes head and hugs you*

Ebonyfire said:
Before some of you start celebrating; this is what I mean:

I quit this bitch of an apartment complex that sucks! It is the only place I have ever lived in CT since I moved here in 2001. I didn't have a lot of options cause I didn't know the state or the area, so as the Taurus I am I stayed put. BIG MISTAKE.

To make a long story short, I quit this bitch and will be moved by 10/1. I can truly say I am going to a better place!

Eb :nana:

Celebrates you taking charge and getting out of that bitch!

*smiles*

tealsphynx said:
of the nostril. I'm so goddamn sensitive to smells right now that its even waking me up at night. I swear my room smelled like cut up raw potatoes today, my fridge smells like funk and the whole goddamn house smells like pissed on dog. I don't have any rotten foods in my fridge and the dog is clean but it still all smells nasty. Thankfully my pet bought an oil warmer and it is sitting in my living room heating and dispersing a sweet rose smell throughout the house. This smell issue is NOT helping my nausea any!

I remember those days. I had my husband make his coffee on the back deck. I had to leave the house entirely when my grandparents visited because they would make microwave pop corn and BURN it every time, plus leave their coffee IN the house on the burner all day.

It was very nasty.

And don't even get me started on people who seem to have bathed in perfume or cologne!

*gag*

Fury :rose:
 
FurryFury said:
Celebrates you taking charge and getting out of that bitch!

*smiles*


I am always in charge: of Me

I may not always have control of the situation.

Eb [smiling back at ya!]
 
Why does Jello have to get that nasty stiff skin? I like it soft and slurpy, not stiff and chewy.
 
tealsphynx said:
Why does Jello have to get that nasty stiff skin? I like it soft and slurpy, not stiff and chewy.

That is just the "isness" of jello.

Put cool whip on top. It fixes everything!

Fury :rose:
 
tealsphynx said:
Why does Jello have to get that nasty stiff skin? I like it soft and slurpy, not stiff and chewy.
if you are making it yourself put plastic wrap over it before it goes in the fridge.
 
Kajira Callista said:
if you are making it yourself put plastic wrap over it before it goes in the fridge.
I did. I think what happened is that my fridge is very cold (I frequently have slushy milk) and I used a glass baking bowl, like one of the pyrex ones I would normally make scalloped potatoes in. I think the bowl got very cold so the outer edges of the jello and the jello touching the bowl stiffened faster than the rest of itso it ended up lik super thick and stiff.
 
I hate myself and I hate my Daddy and I'm fucking paralyzed and the only thing I can think of to do about it is get drunk so I'm going to do that and then maybe I won't care anymore what a shithead Daddy is. Except I don't want to be an alcoholic so the only thing I can think of to do is eat, except I don't want to ruin my diet, and I just don't fucking know what do to with myself.
 
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