DAY ONE
JUNIOR AND SOMEBODY...
It is 7:51 a.m. and Sadie is here with me, Rosie at work, kitties who knows where. Our cold snap continues, it is 50 degrees here in Palm Harbor Fla. and 25 in Indiana.
This afternoon we travel to Sarasota to check out a possible JRT rescue...
Mark, sorry i missed your meat and greet, but I was washing the jeep so I could park in your parking lot and not embarrass you with a muddy vehicle, and the sprinkling water, with the sun shining thru it gave off this sort of rainbow pattern-effect and it was so pretty and it kind of mesmorized me and I think I fell asleep on my feet and anyway the cops came and said it was against the law to wash your car, or some goofy crap like that, I never did get what was irritating them, and they didn't even look like cops and so I told them to shove it us their arses and get outa my driveway and then the sheriffs arrived and they really did look like cops with squad cars and uniforms and guns and all, and took me down to the jail and booked me on something or other, anyway I called my attorney who is not you and he threatened them with something or other and he is so good, they really backed way off and started dusting imaginary lint off my shoulders and stuff and saying so sorry mr. post and all that. so anyway now I have something expunged and a HUGE bill from the lawyer which he says I can pay in monthly installments, which I am pleased to do, because i don't do well in confinement, usually get in fights and the guards try to get me in trouble for no good reason, jail guards are cavemen that can't hack it as real cops, you know how it is. maybe you don't.. so I missed your lunch. sorry. ---Rick
GO GATORS BEAT DOGS
2 Comments:
You need professional help, Dude.
iT DOESN'T DO ANY GOOD.
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