They sent him a gift basket full of sand and a crocket mallet. And a nice infographic on heavy card stock show how he can pound the sand up his ass with the crocket mallet.
Their PAs thought that a piece of rope so he can hang it and attempt to piss on it when it’s swinging would be to hard for the guy to figure out.
Were these people stupid enough to purchase the phone with cash or a check and not a credit card? I’m sure VISA, M/C, and AMEX will refund the charge and do a chargeback. If they were stupid enough to wait more then two months (most companies have a 60 limit on contested charges), then they deserve to be shafted.
You gotta remember that OR was where a local city thought the way to get rid of a dead whale on their beach was to blow it up with dynamite. Left cars in the parking lot crushed by 1000lb chucks of whale blubber. Imagine filing that insurance claim. Anyway, this is just their grandkids keeping up the same tradition of mediocrity.
I’ve been using black beans instead of red in chili for years. It’s a matter of preference. I think kidneys have a thicker skin. Black or red beans get creamy the longer you cook them.
My cat had the same reaction to the electric can opener before they had pop-tops.
Sadly, they’re gone now but I imagine every time I opened a pop-top can of anything, they’d come running into the kitchen.
When a friend’s parents passed away, he came over to start packing up their house. He found tartar sauce that could vote and little onyx-like bricks of partially consumed cream cheese in the fridge. The spice rack contained Owl Spices which were donated to the state historical society.
So I assume you already got the matching t-shirts?
I’m reading Laura Franko’s BROADWAY REVIVAL again. A Broadway actor and composer uses his brother’s participation in THE SLINGSHOT, a time machine for historians, to go from 2077 to 1934 and prevent George Gershin from dying of a brain tumor. He brings 2077 drugs to do it.
https://www.amazon.com/Broadway-Revival-Laura-Frankos/dp/1732523924
I don’t have a laudable goals, but if I could, I’d pump Jim Hensen full futuristic drugs so he didn’t die. The world can always use more rainbows.