All systems go.
“There’s another hold from NASA, another delay. Mia sits there, patiently waiting. What can be going through a cat’s mind at this moment?”
“Gordo? Gordo, I have to urinate.”
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All systems go.
“There’s another hold from NASA, another delay. Mia sits there, patiently waiting. What can be going through a cat’s mind at this moment?”
“Gordo? Gordo, I have to urinate.”
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December 3, 2019 at 6:55 pm |
Ha! Reminds me of my trip to the centrifuge “back in the day” to see if I could pull 9G’s and not encounter “G Loss of Consciousness” — black out and lose control of the aircraft. For those who haven’t experienced that environment, you come out with ruptured mini-capillaries, sore muscles, and a better ability to strain and tense up so as to keep the blood going to the old noggin’. Also, over time, a good set of hemorrhoids. 🙂
Also reminds me of the gerbil that our kiddos had and that hid in the warmest place in the house (Pennsylvania….mid-winter….you get the idea) — the clothes dryer. We tried for at least an hour, after hearing it there, to lure it out. No luck. Finally put a towel over the hot air outlet duct, cranked it up for about 1/2 second, and BINGO!……it spit right out and we safely retrieved the little bugger.
DISCLAIMER: Remember though, we were professionals……don’t you try this at home!! 🙂
December 3, 2019 at 7:14 pm |
Never pulled a G. But I did see G Love with Special Sauce once.
Is a good set of hemorrhoids better or worse than a bad set?
December 3, 2019 at 7:39 pm |
I can’t even pull an A, much less a G. You can check my report cards if you don’t believe me. A D was as good as it got.
December 3, 2019 at 8:55 pm |
If the bare minimum wasn’t good enough, then they wouldn’t have set the bar where they did.
Remember the old Army slogan, “Be 70% of all you can be!” ?
Usually followed by, “we waste more time before 9:00 am than most people waste all day.”
December 3, 2019 at 8:23 pm |
I never even pulled a G-string.
December 4, 2019 at 1:23 pm |
Mr. Hamster in the dryer? Here is the late Robin Williams as Mr. Rogers…
December 3, 2019 at 8:45 pm |
The name is Fred G Sanford, and the G stands for, Gotta get me some better jokes!
December 3, 2019 at 11:23 pm |
Sadly, this reminds me of an arsehole friend back in the daze. He collected snakes & also had the greatest collection of young Gerbils. Sadly, one time I visited, & asked where the gerbils were, I was told, “I could not get mice so I feed the gerbils to the snakes”.
Fuck wit, our friendship pretty much ended there
December 4, 2019 at 12:56 am |
What is that thing? Some sort of device to dry wet clothing? Or wet cats? Nobody has a thing like that here – you put your wet clothes out on a line or rack in the sun to dry. I cheat when it’s time for the sheets and towels since we don’t have enough space to hang them out. There’s a brand-new, US-style (complete with Lady Liberty painted on the wall) laundromat here with a couple of big dryers. Costs me $3-4 to get everything dry but I’m happy to pay it, especially as the couple who run it are very nice. When the wife’s students show up next month these folks will get some serious regular biz for sure. In previous years they whined like hell about the lack of a US-style coin laundry – now they’ll have to come up with something else to bitch about – and they will.
December 4, 2019 at 8:03 am |
You leave anything outside around here, you’ll never see it again. These dudes would steal your laundry just for the practice.
December 4, 2019 at 1:59 pm |
When I was 18 or 19 I worked in a resort town on the ocean. A female acquaintance used to go “clothes lining” in the wee hours. She would steal any women’s clothing that looked to be her size from ground floor apartments throughout the town.
Did I mention that she was a summer meter maid for the PD? She went on to work in the office of the PD a few years later.
December 5, 2019 at 12:27 am |
That’s funny. Here in a place most USA readers would recoil from as crime-infested and mafia-controlled (can’t count the time I’ve been asked if we see mafiosi here, as if they dress up as the pizza chain character) folks put clothes drying racks in the street in front of their house.
I park my shopping bike with a cable lock so someone can’t ride off with it, but I leave groceries in the baskets while I go around the outdoor market. In all the time we’ve been here over the years the only thing that went missing was my 5 euro rubber doormat a few weeks ago. It’s replacement is still down there… so far 🙂
December 4, 2019 at 1:01 am |
Mia, you piss in my dryer, I’m going to the shelter and adopt a dog, a really big dog with a bad attitude.
I can play a G.