"I want my clicker back"...
"I want my clicker back"...
So, it’s been a month of NC, and out of the blue this morning, I get an email from assclown at my work address. It’s the only form of communication that I haven’t been able to successfully block. After a full month, all the email says is that I have the clicker to the house garage (our dream house that we were remodeling), and he can’t get in. He said if I didn’t want to help him, he “understood”. HUH????? What the hell is wrong with this guy?? All I could think of was that I wanted hit him repeatedly in the face with that damn clicker. How freaking insensitive. He has $200 million dollars, and he’s too damn lazy to get more garage door clickers??
DELETE. DELETE. DELETE. I seriously hate him. I didn’t even give him the satisfaction of knowing I even read the email. I’m going to dream of shoving that clicker where the sun doesn’t shine tonight.
Hugs to all!
Julia, the fun of smacking
juliamarie
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