Flinging Rants To See If They'll Stick

[TBoneTX 49,348]

Thrilling Friday non-ES report, see man:

 

Dragged carcass from bed to breakfast/skoolbus Mini-B., groggy Two Guys man.

Attempted Siesta #1 not too restful, almost no zzz man.

 

Breakfast/lunch essentially too many salted Costco peanuts, overingest we man.

 

At half-past noon, was about to head out ES-ing, overcome personal torpor we man.

Mama T-B. called to gripe and vent, aysheep senior she man man.

We have never known anyone less interested in solutions,     man.

The idiot staff apparently already hosed our carefully arranged bed linens,   we man.

 

First ES was with our favorite ES co., wonderful man.

They were floored to hear that they were within walking distance of our casa, si man.

Second ES was with arguably our #2 favorite ES co.*, wonderful man.

     *because long ago we sweet-talked the ownerette (a roja) into liking us, F$WM man

The roja cut us a major deal, F$WM.

We were very well pleased with the take and the ultra-short commute, whee and glee man.   

And before Bro G can ask the obvious, no man the roja is married, si and sigh man.

 

Returned to casa and serviced demanding miu, subservient we man.

Attempted Siesta #2 failed, headache we man.

 

Mini-B. returned and closeted himself to yak with what we suspect is his girlfriend, better be a rubia man.

Eventually, he wanted din-din, starving we man man.

Din-din was Costco angusburgers, ingest traditional Friday fare Two Guys man.

 

Movie night was, first, something boring that we got out of, dreadful man.

Movie night was then Here Comes the Boom, pretty good and watch Two Guys man.

Many (2+1) bowls of Costco popcorn were consumed, ingest Two Guys man.

This tallies to 1 Manyzen bowls for the week, quota met and exceeded man.   

 

No party with the rubias tonight, no cavort we man.

We haven't even looked for GSs/ESs for Saturday, satisfied with Friday we man.

Must visit Mama T-B. on Saturday, out-straighten incompetents' work yet again we man.

Must do her taxes, determined we man.

We want to sneak them to her CPA before Mama T-B. insists on microscopic pre-review, strategic we man.

And that was/is our thrilling Friday, report we man.

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Saturday ES report, see man:

17 hours ago, TBoneTX said:

We haven't even looked for GSs/ESs for Saturday, satisfied with Friday we man.

Must visit Mama T-B. on Saturday

We discovered a Sat-Sun ES that was on the way to Mama T-B.'s, opportunity knocks man.

 

This ES yielded the take, see man:

  -- L/S, double-pocket Pepe Jeans shirt (with dry-cleaner tag on it) = $2, steal man

Total = $2

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Thrilling Saturday non-ES report, see man:

 

Breakfast/lunch was 2 turkey-&-cheese sandwiches, ingest we man.

Mini-B. still embedded at nearly 1 p.m., zzz wee man man.

We left him 2 PB&J sandwiches, lunch wee man man.

We awoke him before going to our ES and to Mama T-B., roust youthful carcass we man man.

 

Mama T-B. phoned us Many (2+2+2+1) -- si man, Many (2x2x2 -1) -- times,   man.

During our visit, we again had to inventory & reorganize all the bed ilnens,   man.

This is because the idiot helpers "just grab and toss everything around, si man,"   man.

She told us to take one complete dirty-sheet set, 2 towels, & a duster dress home to warsh,   man.

"You can warsh them together in one load, si man," said senior she man man.

"No, we cannot, no man -- the towels will get wadded in the sheets in the dryer, si man," said we man man.

"No, they will not, no man, and I need them before Sunday, si man!" said senior she man man.   

 

We warshered/baked/folded the 2 LLs, no one tell us how to do LLs man.

Mini-B. said that he was going to the nearby skool to basketball with amigos, well OK man.

Miu demanded complete brushing, acquiesce to miu we man.

 

We returned the 2 LLs to Mama T-B. after hours, 2 trips in one day man.

As we T-B.-mobiled, Mini-B. texted that he + amigos were going to McDonald's, across busy highway man.

We told him not to for safety & din-din planning, but he ignored us, no and si man man.

This did wonders for our blood pressure, irked-already we man man.

 

The keypad entry code to Mama T-B.'s place didn't work, bang on door for Many minutes till someone noticed we man man.  

Mama T-B. wanted Many (2+2) -- si man, Many (2+2) -- explanations of what we'd warshed,   man.

After the Many'th (2+1th) explanation, we began to get peeved, foul mood already we man.

We crammed the infernal stuff where it belonged and then left, bye we man man.

 

On way back, we stopped at McDonald's, retrieve wee man + one local amigo man.

The T-B.-mobile's back seat hasn't been off-cleaned since Mama T-B. went down, no time man.

We could take only one amigo with us, choice man.

Local amigo said he could walk home, si man.

Other amigo, we learned too late, lived Many (2x2x2x2 +2) -- si man, Many (2x2x2x2 +2) -- minutes away,         man.

Saturday-night traffic quite heavy,   man.

Mini-B. unapologetic, rebellious Manyager wee man man.

We were rather displeased, putting it lightly man.

 

Return to the casa was after Many (2x2x2) p.m.,   man.

Mini-B. needed a lengthy emergency bathroom seance, dietary indiscretion at McDonald's man.  

We were about to blow our stack, schedule entirely hosed man.

Din-din (finally) was French-style green beans, breaded chicken tenders, and r'b'r, ingest Two Guys man.

We had to consume part of Mini-B.'s din-din, appetite ruined by McDonald's man.  

 

Movie night was Many (2x2x2x2 + 2+2+2) Jump Street, pretty good and watch Two Guys man.

Beyond all hope, 2 bowls of Costco popcorn were consumed, ingest Two Guys man.

This tallies to Many (2x2x2x2 -2) for the week, quota padded man.

 

End result of day, see man:  Zero progress on Mama T-B.'s taxes,     man.

Everyone here should have invested in pharma companies that make BP medicine, financially savvy you man man.

 

No party with the rubias tonight, no cavort we man.

No plans for Sunday beyond the Many (2+1) LLs and whatever we do with Mama T-B.'s taxes, yeah right man.

And that was/is our thrilling Saturday, report we man.

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Scintillating Sunday repartee, yawn man.

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Thrilling Sunday report, see man:

 

Zzz'd almost to alarm, regular HSM pretty much worked man.

Warshered/baked our bed blanket, almost like no job at all while coffeeing/newspapering man.

Miu active, restless, and demanding of we never out-figured what, vaguely demanding miu man.

 

Decided to mow front yard, mow-lawn we man.

We took 2 regular aspirin plus the usual allergy/breathing stuff, self-medicate we man man.

Our hip nearly died before we took 2 mow-lawning steps, ow ow OW OW OW man.

We barely made it, wow man.

We're glad that we did it, much better-looking lawn man.

We're not glad that we did it, because our hip remains hosed these Many hours later, OW man.

We had to ask Mini-B.'s help hauling the laundry basket, OW we and fortunately cooperative we man man.

 

Lunch for Mini-B. was PB&J sandwiches, ingest wee man.

Breakfast/lunch for us was fantasizing about which ultra-HSM we'll take at bedtime, OW man.

 

Watched most of a basketball game with Mini-B., watch Two Guys man.

Attempted siesta a complete waste, hip hosed everything man.  

 

Din-din was an XL 'roni 'za, ingest Two Guys man.

Conquered Mini-B.'s LL and am about to bake our LL, one remaining after this man.

Returned Mini-B. to ex-Mrs.-T-B.'s casa, end of Two Guys week man.

Zero work done on Mama T-B.'s taxes,   man.

 

No party with the rubias tonight, no cavort we man.

No need to skoolbus Mini-B. on Monday, ex-Mrs.-T-B. can do it man.

Maybe can work on Mama T-B.'s taxes in morning, perhaps man.

MRIs of hip & shoulder in afternoon, hosed afternoon man.

And that was/is our thrilling Sunday, report we man.

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7 hours ago, TBoneTX said:

Decided to mow front yard, mow-lawn we man.

We took 2 regular aspirin plus the usual allergy/breathing stuff, self-medicate we man man.

Our hip nearly died before we took 2 mow-lawning steps, ow ow OW OW OW man.

We barely made it, wow man.

 

Hey old man, sounds like you are ready for a hip replacement.

 

Where is your riding lawn mower?