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IT WAS TIME

curiousa2z

curiousa2z

Be patient till the last.
to change the furnace filters.

*sigh*
located my big jacket with the fur around the hood and tromped over to the corner of the basement where the furnace is. it's behind a wall and no one walks there so the cobwebs, are shall we say, of epic proportions.
The hood will keep anything from dropping down my back and the furry front will hopefully slow anything from a frontal attack on my face until I can run screaming outside.

naturally I'm trying to get the goddamn filters changed AS FAST AS POSSIBLE and they keep bending and falling onto the motor and of course the hood keeps covering my eyes so I have to push it back but I dont want it falling back ALL the way cuz then I'll be exposed and not in the good way either! FUCK

FINALLY, after cutting my finger on something metallic, the bloody things are in and I can close the furnace door and get the Hell out of Dodge.
Upstairs, checked the hood/fur for travellers and thankfully there were none.

done for the next three months.
 
That was in such atmospheric detail, I eagerly await the follow up story of the enevitable shower that followed soon after.
 
no one in the family wants to deal with spiders so it's left to me - and we see how brave I am about them!
normally I have a live and let live attitude - I will remove them from the house [and especially bedrooms] and put them outside, but otherwise, if they're not in my face, no worries.
...Until they're in my face...
 
Did you see the video I shared on FB yesterday?

The australian guy up a ladder?
 
Spiders spiders EVERYWHERE, SPIDERS SPIDERS IN YOUR HAIR
 
whisky where is that damn vid??! link it to me at fb?
 
Check in five minutes
 
Don't take no shit from that furnace curiousa2z!
 
I'm pretty sure those jackets with fur around the collar have gone out of style.
 
Because the one thing you worry about when in a spider infested dust filled enclosed space doing a filthy menial task is how fashionable you are...
 
^^^That could be why the spiders never attacked. Fear of the fur, they might have thought it was a bear or other wild animal.
 
no worries; when it's -20 celcius and the wind's blowing, all Bitchy Bois would be grateful for UNfashionable fur around the hood.
 
curiousa2z said:
to change the furnace filters.

*sigh*
located my big jacket with the fur around the hood and tromped over to the corner of the basement where the furnace is. it's behind a wall and no one walks there so the cobwebs, are shall we say, of epic proportions.
The hood will keep anything from dropping down my back and the furry front will hopefully slow anything from a frontal attack on my face until I can run screaming outside.

naturally I'm trying to get the goddamn filters changed AS FAST AS POSSIBLE and they keep bending and falling onto the motor and of course the hood keeps covering my eyes so I have to push it back but I dont want it falling back ALL the way cuz then I'll be exposed and not in the good way either! FUCK

FINALLY, after cutting my finger on something metallic, the bloody things are in and I can close the furnace door and get the Hell out of Dodge.
Upstairs, checked the hood/fur for travellers and thankfully there were none.

done for the next three months.
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Gagh has gone around the bend.
 
'Round the twist, mate!

(I miss that!)
 
GOOD PHRASE!
 
Loktar, did you watch it too?!?!
 
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Blackadder: Tell me, young crone, is this Putney?
Young Crone: [cackling] That it be! That it be!
Blackadder: "Yes, it is," not "That it be". And you don't have to talk in that stupid voice to me, I'm not a tourist! I seek information about a Wise Woman.
Young Crone: The Wise Woman? The Wise Woman?!
Blackadder: Yes. The Wise Woman.
Young Crone: Two things, my Lord, must ye know of the Wise Woman. First... she is a woman! And second... she is...
Blackadder: Wise?
Young Crone: [normal] You do know her, then?
Blackadder: No, just a wild stab in the dark - which, incidentally, is what you'll be getting if you don't start being a bit more helpful! Do you know where she lives?
Young Crone: 'Course.
Blackadder: Where?
Young Crone: 'Ere. Do you have an appointment?
Blackadder: No.
Young Crone: Oh... you can go in anyway.
Blackadder: Thank you, young crone. Here is a purse of monies... [she tries to grab it] which I'm not going to give to you. [walks in]
Wise Woman: Hail Edmund, Lord of Adders Black!
Blackadder: Hello.
Wise Woman: Step no further, for already I see thy bloody purpose. Thou plotest, Blackadder! Thou would be king, and drown Middlesex in a butt of wine! [cackles madly]
Blackadder: No, it's much worse than that. I'm in love with my manservant!
Wise Woman: [nonchalant] Well, I'd sleep with him if I were you.
Blackadder: What!?
Wise Woman: When I fancy people, I sleep with them. I have to drug them first, being so old and warty.
Blackadder: But what of my position, my livelihood!?
Wise Woman: Very well, then there are three solutions, three cures for thy ailment. The first is simple: Kill Bob!
Blackadder: Never!
Wise Woman: Then try the second: kill yourself!
Blackadder: And the third?
Wise Woman: The third is to ensure that no one else ever knows.
Blackadder: Ah, that sounds more like it! How?
Wise Woman: KILL EVERYBODY IN THE WHOLE WORLD! [cackles madly. Edmund looks at her in disdain]
 
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