Almost got into a fight with a dog earlier. It came running out of the garage and snarling so I threw my arms way up in the air and ran toward him. He stopped and ran back in the garage like a wus.
Makes me picture when that little boy puts a piece of wood on his head to make himself seem larger to scare off a hyena in the gods must be crazy 2. However you're no doubt lucky it wan't a goat.....I hear they're demonic.
:lol: I remember that. One of the first things I was told when I got into this business was that when a dog is charging you, a lot of the time it will be freaked out if you start flailing about and run toward it. It's worked many times.
I wonder why an increasing number of men in their fifties insist on wearing shirts with the top three or so buttons open so you can see their chest and whatever hair they have on there. I don't need to see any of that.
Why have I neglected my forums?
How do I convince the hubby that just because he got me a kindle doesn't mean that I'm willing to dump all of my books?
Will my random rib marinade made with stuff I had leftover from many other things turn out to be any good or did I just ruin a rack of ribs trying to be creative?
Why is it that after Monday and Tuesday comes WTF? Shouldn't that be on Sunday?
Bring on the flip flops!