Yep. Welcome to my world. Our town is full of chicken-fried-brain Vietnam verterans.* Worst thing is having to get their wives to move their asses out the way in the grocery aisle. They tend to cluster, you see. I find myself using my kindergarten teacher voice with them. On account of I try to be polite. Otherwise, I would launch their carts into the next town, and stomp their heads into the linoleum.
*and why does the DMV still let them drive their motorcycles, even when they are freaking senile?
Oggar wrote:Roasting a pig would probably be the easiest way. You can probably find someplace that sells the classic suckling for roasting they're fairly small and as my dad always points out when you roast a whole pig there is a lot of waste (He says you should just spend what you were going to spend on whole pig buying the roasts.) so your leftover problem will be small. Of course going that route you'll have to try to wire the skeleton together yourself which I understand is kind of a pain in the ass.
Well, last year, we was robbed. Grand theft like. Skellies, gravestones, scythe, cobweb lawn stakes and signs, etc. So this year, we had a lot of new props. I unboxed the cheapo Chinese-made skellies, and was impressed with the realistic bloodstains on the first one. After unpacking the lot, I realized that none of the other skellies were bloodstained. Upon closer examination, I realized that the blood on that particular skelly was quite possibly real. I immediately imagined the scenerio in the Chinese sweatshop. Chinese worker assembling skelly. Suddenly, blood! Aigh! Helpful workers carry the injured fellow to the nurse. Meanwhile, production has slowed down. Cruel foreman shouts. Worker next to fallen worker flinches, and picks up bloodstained skelly, and finishes assembling it. And so it goes, all the way to California. The Chinese Barney Skelly, complete with Chinese DNA! Happy Halloween!
I don't doubt this story a bit.
In my past life I rep'd for a company who had futon frames made in China and had their representative tag the container after loading. When it arrived they discovered the tag had been tampered with and were scratching thier heads to figure out why.
It turns out the factory had thier workers open the container and remove some hardware from each mechinism; netting them not more than $50 for the whole effort.
Inscrutable.
I was walking home last night after the bar and my neighbor up the street was mowing his lawn. I'm talking 12:30. And a yellow moon hung sickly in the sky. And his dog (a pitbull) was loose and running around the mower.
Creeeeeeeeeepy shit, you ask me. Straight outta "The 'Burbs."
apperently, I got extremely ripped this Halloween night. Well, so what if I shouted some things? It was fun, and we had no dogs, but we needed more animal crackers for the babies.
So, since we had no doggies this year, is it okay to donate the ten doggy treats to the food bank? I mean, after all, the poor families that need food may very well have a hungry dog.