Where you been dog?
” You don’t want to know”
I woke up, that right there is a good start to any day, of course one never knows what the day has instore.
Don’t know about you, I refuse to part of the so-called Christmas rush or partake in black Friday. I have stuff to do in the tanning shack
In the kitchen early, turned on some Bobby Darin
After grinding, mixing and clean-up, I was so ready to stuff, after a coffee, figured I earned one.
side note of interest Coffee should never be referred again as a of cup joe, it’s an insult to coffee.
Heard tell, it’s the little things that mean so much, example, those who prepare a nice meal say for Thanksgiving, everything is just right.
Presentation
It’s a good thing it’s Sunday, because if was Monday, I’d make a call an tear them a new asshole, when done, in no uncertain terms, I’d inform them about my last supplier, you want to be included in the ” last supplier bunch?’, test me, do it again.
I don’t do liberal language
I do have a plan B, only because the supplier screwed up… twice
PVC pipe, on the bandsaw, shiny handles with matching hinges of course
Not being Italian, I made some badass Italian sausage, come to think about it, I’ve never had a gift returned, I intend to keep that streak.
For a Sunday rant, was a decent rant
I don’t have to tolerate this crap
I prefer God’s country tyvm