Hey, Southerners, I have a question for ya'll:
HOW THE HELL DO YOU PEOPLE LIVE LIKE THIS?!?!?
It rained all night (too bad I left the driver's window of the Toy open) and most of the morning. Now it's high overcast, 80 degrees F and 80% RH. I'm chasing complaints of leaks all over the brewery...
What is the deal with these people taking the trouble to pick up the turd in a baggie, but then leaving the damned bag right there?
It's a hazard I've learned to look out for--but this one was bare and hidden in a clump of cheatgrass.
Mostly yard and parking lot today. I was weed whackin' the verge of the parking lot when I hit a concealed dog turd bomb--nice and fresh, too! Spattered me head-to-toe.
I'm going to get you--and your little dog too!