Just in case I haven't told you yet, we are eating out of our bathroom. Hmmm...that came out wrong but it is factual. Take a look. We have the essentials, coffee, fiber, paint rollers, and oh, what's that you say, a stack of fire alarms??
Why yes it is a stack of fire alarms now that you mention it. Remember when I said I wouldn't rip on SuperMoto unless it was really super warranted. WELL, IT IS!
He is burning down our house with his circular saw and particle board toxic combo. I can see my future now and it might include some strange, new particle board smoke lung disease. I feel a cough coming on as I type. Can you sue your partner for second hand particle smoke? Shouldn't there be laws about sawing in the house? Not to mention, the hearing loss from the numerous fire alarms, five to be exact, which are all wired together for just such a smokey occasion. ( coughing again) [psychosomatic coughing right now I think but don't tell him I said so.] The smell is horrid. The eye burning and watering isn't any better.
I am running to hide the saw as soon as I stop typing. Wish me luck as I might have a hard time breathing going down the hall.
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