People who think that just because something isn't important to them means that it shouldn't be important to anyone can fuck off. Sometimes, things you might deem trivial may just be the livelihood or genuinely broken hearts of others. A personal experience does not equal the whole of life or reality for every other human on the planet.
And people who insist on politicizing EVERYTHING, from movies to goddamm fucking sudden, shocking death, can fuck off. You people have no shred of fucking humanity in you at all.
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Ammo shortages can FTFO. We recently found ONE box of .22 after weeks of searching. The price on a brick (525-550 rounds) has jumped from about $11 to about $16. We can't even find .380, 9mm, .40, or .45.
Listen, people. I know the times are scary. I know everybody thinks that the president and his people will outlaw guns, or raise prices on ammo until nobody can afford it. Still, hoarding ammo is RAISING THE PRICES ON AMMO UNTIL NOBODY CAN AFFORD IT!!! President Obama doesn't NEED to do it when WE do it FOR him.
I poke holes in paper from 7-100 yards (depending on what I'm using) for my main stress relief. It's currently raising my stress that I can't find what I use to poke holes in paper with for an affordable price. I'm gonna buy a B.B. gun for my plinking. That way, I can even plink in my back yard--no range necessary.
Fuck off to last minute changes. People, put a stake in the ground and stick with it.
Fuck off to meetings. Especially Friday meetings.
On a different note, Fuck Yeah to my team. I [heart] these folks.
Emily - and how about those folks who click over to a news article whose headline clearly states what the subject is, so they can comment "I'm sick of reading about so-and-so, who cares".
Laura - hahaha. Seriously. I can understand complaining about the headlines; I mean, I don't really want to hear any more about "Octomom" or whatever. But don't read the whole story and then complain like somebody made you with a gun to your head.
WV: fardst. Excuse me. It's that lactose intolerance thing kicking in again.
I'd say FUCK OFF to the amateurs running the federal guvmint, but it's getting way old. I think I'll just hang a photo of Bozo The Clown with the caption "PRESIDENT OF THE UNITED STATES" next to my door, and genuflect every time I leave.
HH, that's why I'm taking up reloading. I figure we'll have an ammo shortage -- for one reason or another -- for several years. Except that getting powder and caps seems to be getting tricky as well. I'm too smart for my own good.....
If you're interested, I have a brick of .22 LR, and I don't need all of it (it's for an old pistol that I don't shoot very often). I'll keep a small amount for myself, and you can have the rest for the price of shipping it. Ken has my e-mail address.
every organ in my body that's currently shut down, malfunctioning, or just considering a ride on the auto-immune train to dysfunction can FTFO. Oh and the fact that the best thing anyone can say is "well, at least it's not cancer" can fuck off, too.
"At least it's not cancer"? WTF? Who would say that to someone who is sick? Yeah, thank your lucky stars, CTG. Sure, you're in unbearable pain, but at least you're not inches away from dropping dead with a case of leprosy.
I hope you feel better soon.
I echo the FO to ammo shortages, even though I don't have a firearm and can't for a long time. (No, not a felony thing; I don't dare have one in the house until five-year-old Visigoth grows up.)
The fact that people feel the need to hoard says a lot about this current administration.
Whatever's wrong with CTG can also fuck off. Ma'am, I hadn't even known you were poorly. or I'd have FO'd it sooner.
VW: Faspard - what one cowboy, missing his dentures, shouts to another when he spots a horde of hostile Indians coming: "Better ride fas', Pard!"
CTG, that's like saying, "Well, at least it's not total global nuclear annihilation!"
Yeah, but it's ICKY, ok, O'Bamabrain?
My ex-harpy can fuck off with a rusty crowbar, and that goes for the useless fucking toy-boy she married whose cousin I have the embarrassment to be. I get my son for spring break, and every year we have the same fucking go-round. She wants to bring him back early because he (a) has schoolwork, (b) she has made plans that she couldn't make at any other fucking time, that require his presence, or (c) he might begin to feel secure and comfortable at our house if she's not careful to fuck it up. And every fucking year she gets away with it because if she doesn't she'll fuck with his head some other way. I can't wait until he's old enough to see what a fucking manipulative sack of sludge she really is. But until then I have to play nicey-nicey so she won't get her widdle nose out of fucking joint and react with cursed spite.
This, gentlemen, is why you need to keep track of where your sperm end up. Never let a bitch like that get hold of them.
Fucking hell, Joel! Any grown adult who cannot put the welfare and happiness of their child before the desire to be a rotten shitstain to their ex can fuck off with nobs on. That's just horrible.
I hope you enjoy the time you have with him, at least.
I'm so sorry, Joel. It's women like that that make all men tiptoe around all women. Your ex can fuck off for getting me pissed off every time my husband tiptoes around me as if I'll react like a "typical woman."
And speaking as part of the rope in a custody tug of war, she can fuck off for fucking with your son even harder. And sideways. With the old-style, sharp-edged, slick paper that court orders used to be sent out on, just to make sure that the papercuts are super painful.
Joel rocks with the might of a 787 billion suns, so his harpy ex can FTFO.
And CTG's ailing, and the insensitive cretins surrounding her, can FTFO.
And ammo shortages can FTFO (though I hadn't actually noticed yet, picked up 250 rounds of .45 a few months back and have had no range time, only a tiny bit of plinking time since).
WV: bessf - Top dog among the failing students
Office computers can fuck off. I got the worst one in the library. . . you know, the kind where you sign on and walk away to do, I don't know, EVERYTHING, until it's begrudgingly ready for you to use it. Ugh.
Bad moods can fuck off, too. But a big FUCK YEAH to "Beavis 'n' Butt-head" mini-marathons. I used to hate MTv2, but all is forgiven now.
Sorry you're not feeling well, CTG! Those "at least it's not cancer" people need to learn some tact. Jeez.
Joel--that sucks! I see that with my oldest nephew (both parents are nuts) and practically everyone in my family lives in fear of it should a certain marriage go south. It's a crime against children.
(WV: "donses"--how dunces think it's spelled.)
Obama for his stunningly insensitive comment about the Special Olympics. There's some speculation that it was even scripted. WHERE ARE THE GROWNUPS.
wv: scession. Well, that didn't work out so well the last time, but 2 months into the Obama administration it's starting to sound good to me.
Special Snowflakes can FTFO.
Look, when a train is two hours late, you figure out the time you're going to be in (say) St. Louis by LOOKING AT THE EFFING SCHEDULE and then ADDING TWO EFFING HOURS TO THE ARRIVAL TIME LISTED THEREIN.
It is NOT EFFING ROCKET SCIENCE. You do not need to stop the already-harried conductor (who is trying to FIX the problem that is CAUSING the lateness) and whine at him about how you "don't know" when you're going to get into St. Effing Louis so you don't know when to tell your wife to pick you up.
Here's a thought, Einstein: when you can see the Effing Mississippi River, call her on your Effing cell phone.
I mean, seriously: Big Damn River. That should be a clue that you're getting close.
I cannot DEAL any more with these people who have come to the conclusion that helplessness is preferable to trying to manage on their own and who live for pestering people who have a job other than holding the hands of pee-pee-pants babies who couldn't grab a clue if it had a handle with an arrow pointing to it.
(captcha word: nesse. The Loch upon which I wish all pee-pee-pants learned-helplessness big-babies were set afloat in a leaky rubber dinghy.)
This is early for Wednesday, but I passed my exit exam! Krebs cycle notwithstanding. Thanks for your help!
WAHOO! A Wednesday FY thread on the way a little early!
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