He stole my sweats... Buford T. Pusser?... That you, Maggot?

Yes, today, we have not one, but THREE, titles.
That's because there are three things simultaneously trying to be first in my brain.

So, in the order in which they happened, here we go.

Eric stole my sweats.
I purposely stayed up longer than I wanted to so I could get them washed and in the dryer and he swiped 'em before I woke up.
*siiigh*
See? This is why I simply cannot allow myself (nor would I want to) to behave like a "typical" female. If I were to do that, I'd have to kill him for this. *giggle*
Instead, I can just go on about my day merely shaking my head at him for this, with a slightly mournful expression (due more to his infallibility in situations like this than my lost sweats) and wear my "other" sweats that I was smart enough to wash last night, too, even tho they ARE dark gray and not black, like I really wanted.
(The reason I wanted the black ones is my version of "planned outfits" that chicks agonize over so endlessly. In my world, the "perfect" outfit for a day like today is my black, BRAND NEW sweats *ahem* and my slightly big on me, "Milwaukee Iron: Forged in our souls", black Harley sweat shirt. Gray will work, but black... *sigh* Black woulda been perfect, like I said. Aaaanyway...)

Then, as I'm sitting here dressed all cockeyed and shit, I see in my site meter where someone is looking for "Buford T. Pusser" and nearly chocked to death laughing at that mental image....
Jeezus.
For the record, ya got two different names mixed together there, Sparky.

Buford HAYSE Pusser was a real life guy in Adamsville, Tn. who was Sheriff for several years and the subject of the "Walking Tall" trilogy.

Buford T. JUSTICE was a character played by Jackie Gleason in the (classic) movie "Smokey and the Bandit". Also a lawman, but no Sheriff Pusser.

You really should spend a rainy day watching all four movies. They're all great.

However, the idea of an amalgamation of those two men, looks wise, is scary.

Third thing....
I wondered when I typed it, how long it would take to get google-crawled and who'd show up from it.... Today's the day, I guess.
Somebody has already been by because of that maggot I mentioned the other day who testified FOR the wife/unborn baby murderer.
So, let me say RIGHT NOW that I hope to HELL it was someone from Laci's side.

Coming here looking for sympathy, understanding, or even tolerance of Peterson or his "friends" is gonna be a wasted effort, I can promise you that.

Very VERY rarely am I on "the woman's side" in ANYTHING EVER, but every once in a while a man so evil, so disgusting, so fucking VILE comes along that even I can't find a redeeming quality about him and I have to concede defeat and declare him to be the piece of shit he is and this is one of those times.

Scott Peterson is the male version of a bloodless, soulless, heartless CUNT. And, anyone who testifies for him, knowing full well what he did, is just as evil as he is.
End of story.

Know that if yer gonna discuss this here, okay?
It'll save us ALL time and aggravation.

That said, I need to get it in gear, here.
I have to move the saddles and bring the critters in.
Meaning: I'm gonna put the saddles in the "mudroom", henceforth to be called "the tack room with a clothes dryer in it, too" and then, I'm gonna bring in the rabbits, the roosters (!) and Walter, the Pigeon and put them where the saddles are now, which is right behind me in the "diningroom" (except we very rarely eat in here).

That, and I have to finish the wash. (And, hide my uniform, lest Eric get any more "good ideas"... lmao...)

Peace, y'all!!!

Posted by: Stevie at 11:39 AM

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