Well today got off to an interesting start. There is currently a morbidly obese man in my garage working on trying to get my hot water heater to work. The warranty company assured me that he has the correct number of chromosomes but to be frank I have my doubts. Just hearing the poor guy talk it is absolutely shocking to me that they allow him to drive a car. I hope to god that he has someone to help him dress, feed, and wipe himself. Other than that he seems like a decent guy.
It’s funny though, he is supposedly the water heater expert but for some reason I’m on the dirty ground in the garage showing him how to light the pilot light, maybe he should be the one paying 60 dollars for my services.
Well it is 8:55 in the morning right now and I have serious doubts that this of mice and men character is not going to be able to fix anything without very heavy supervision and assistance from someone that does not have to eat food with a bib on.
Other than that I think it’s going to be a very good day of watching YouTube dot come videos and trying to finish up Lego Busch Stadium. It was a very nice weekend and Saturday we got back to binge drinking. The guys and I woke up early to go play golf and we had a gay ole time of fellowship and friendship. After that I came home and took a shower in cold water and then the ole bag and I headed over to a friend’s house to social distance in their back yard.
It was a swell time. Then yesterday was mothers and the ole bag planned for both sets of our parents to come over and hangout and drink some beers. To say I was not feeling great is an understatement and it was hard to even fake a smile but I did it. We had a grand time and both moms were super happy.
It is now 9:03 in the morning and all I can hear is the dog growling and Fat Bastard in the garage clicking away. I know any second he is going to come through that door and tell me some kind of bad news. He actually just did right on time and asked for his payment but he said he will be able to fix it. He think that the thermocuppler is messed up, whatever that means.
Alright well I’m going to do other things while this greasy monster tools around in my garage. Everyone have a wonderful day and I love you.
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