You fucking asshole, my kids have never had lice. If they did, I would congregate them unto thine foreskin farm.

You’re probably being funny. I could miss that because I’m lit, but still… dont ever talk about my kids.

I’ve killed people. No one else knows but yall. No one will ever know.

You are likely the lunch meat within the Psyral-Krunk Burger. Those two bun-ass ninjas 

Drunkalo said

Old Mr Dangerous said
You fucking asshole, my kids have never had lice. If they did, I would congregate them unto thine foreskin farm.

You’re probably being funny. I could miss that because I’m lit, but still… dont ever talk about my kids.

I’ve killed people. No one else knows but yall. No one will ever know.

You are likely the lunch meat within the Psyral-Krunk Burger. Those two bun-ass ninjas   

LOL! Dude, you completely missed the funny. My bad. Ill take fault, this time.

Just keeping tabs man, hoping things are more on the upswing. Youve had a lot going on lately.

Would you like to comment on the rest of my question towards you?  

Keep it coming, bitch.

Drunkalo said

Karacalla said
Am I to assume you think I’m forty years old?

Wpm is a typing term, meaning words per minute. Back in i wanna say 9th or tenth grade we had typing class. A 40wpm score was considered good. I believe a “word” was anything with five characters including spaces. So basically it was 200 spaces typed without error in one minute.

To put it simply, i was calling you a keyboard gangster. Anything else you wanna add would be cool tho.   

I actually took that same elective, wow.

Well, I understand about home improvements and dealing with multiple contractor’s, and their lack of punctuality, thanks Katrina. I recently added on to my house a third bedroom complete with it’s own bathroom that’s still not finished. This began in mid 2017. It came to a grinding halt because my House Insurance ballooned up to 5k and our mandatory flood insurance to 2k, so needless to say my escrow, how I pay my insurance, quadrupled my mortgage.

Paying that much for home insurance down here is not uncommon, but I was lucky to get by paying 3k for year’s with an small out of state agency, until the Florida hurricanes put em’ out of businesses recently. Don’t know how it works with y’all, but if your home is over 50 years old, and you pay a mortgage, you have slim options down here. This is the number one thing that causes people to lose there house’s, not paying the principle, but the ridiculous insurance costs. Them if your lucky to find adequate ins. that your mortgage approves, they know they have you by the balls and will only cover you for triple the value of your home.

It’s a legal scam down here man, I swear.

Grown up problems, how do they work, lol.

Old Mr Dangerous said
You fucking asshole, my kids have never had lice. If they did, I would congregate them unto thine foreskin farm.

You’re probably being funny. I could miss that because I’m lit, but still… dont ever talk about my kids.

I’ve killed people. No one else knows but yall. No one will ever know.

You are likely the lunch meat within the Psyral-Krunk Burger. Those two bun-ass ninjas   

After chatting with Drunkalo, I see that he was just being funny. 

I don’t remember any of this, but that’s my usual drunken style on here, no? I think I should be Drunkalo Jr. Or Old Mr Drunkalo. Cause ya know I be hittin dat sauce! 

Black Out Pros and Cons (A Reflection):

Cons:

● Overreacting at a homie’s rather funny poke.

● Admitting that I’m a murderer on a public forum. Why the hell did I have to squeeze that tidbit in?

● Still not getting my kids treated for lice infestation, despite Krunk’s pleas. 

Pros:

○ My reply was partly vicious, sure, but in retrospect can be viewed along the same darkly funny trend of the intention.

○ I got a smile remembering my wife and kids trying to separate Scruffy from Scratchie at my crib. To this day, my wife still flubs it up. It’s so simple, too! Reminds me of how white people think all blacks look alike and vice versa to all races. Wesley Snipes and Stevie Wonder? Same thing! One Juggalo and another Juggalo? SAME THING! My wife may be a Jugga-racist! And my fleabitten mongrel children! 

○ I’m not really a murderer after all! With humans, anyway… neighborhood squirrels and hooker, tho? Fuggeddaboutit!

○ No matter how much I’m hated, you must all give me props for the “bun-ass ninjas” blackout diss.

“Still not getting my kids treated for lice infestation, despite Krunk’s pleas.”

May I suggest…

Kerosene homie….do that shit the way our ancestor’s did it. Fuck that little bitty ass comb and that girly shampoo shit.

Take em’ out back, and douse their heads in kerosene, works 100%, 60% of the time. 

Thank me later.

scruffy said

Old Mr Dangerous said     
… count past 100, …     

reminding of one of my very earliest memories. 

pre-school, the ‘teacher’ asked me how high i could count.  now, what she was really asking is for the upper limit of the set of integers, but i took it more literally.  since i had at the time a somewhat loose grasp of the idea of orders of magnitude, i realized i didnt ‘know the words’ for 110.  i knew that it wasnt ‘eleventy’, but thats it.  

so, answering as honestly as i could, i said, ‘109’.  

with unbelievable timing, as if they had spent the morning rehearsing it, the teacher and two other students said, ‘no, numbers go on forever.’  

  

reflecting on this, i conclude that kids are dumb, adults are slightly less dumb, and school is really dumb.  

  

so theres a reflection for ya, mufuckaz.    

Too bad you cant go back in time and say in a Violent J voice “you know who I are!”

If they ask “what?”

just reply “suffercate!”

Drunkalo said
Furthest reflection i have of school is mom being surprised that i was color blind. Somehow it turned out that the teacher talked with my mom and said there was an issue. But everyone was unaware for so long cause i kept the majority of the paper on my crayons. Specially the important name portion. Standard 8 pack pf crayons im pretty good with. Greens and browns and blues and purples are tricky. Add in shades and im severely messed up. Fuck fucia, your not even a real color!

Contractor blues. Buddy weve had em all… We gutted the house by ourselves, put the plumbing and wiring in by ourselves, furnace and duct work. Hung the majority of the drywall and did a second layer of shingles on our roof. You can google just about anything. Finishing everything took skill that we didnt have. So we hired “professionals”. A house down the block got all new siding, nice balcony ontop their garage, place was really shaping up so we called the name on the billboard in their front yard. Who do you think showed up at our door? You guessed it, a one eyed man and his buddy with about as many teeth. We gave them the benefit of the doubt cause the neighbors house was really looking good. The problem they were to come in and tackle was a sagging second floor. I had googled that lvl beams were the way to go so i did a little research and they reccomended the same so at least i was comfortable about this much. They came in, took some measurements, and said theyd give us a call back. Day later they said they could do one 24″ tall beam down the middle of our living room. Now, our ceilings were 9ft with the old drop ceilings torn out so im staring at the quote, got my handy dandy tape measure, did a little math. Stepped back and said WTF, they wanna give us a 7′ ceiling, thats just retarded. Im 5’4, i shouldn’t be able to touch anything resembling a ceiling. We asked about doubling up 12″ beams and they agreed. It was done in about a week or two but it got done. We noticed them slacking around and having questions that didnt seem to go along with the initial agreement and our anniversary was coming up. So i asked if there was any way that we could put the remainder of our down payment into expanding our second floor bathroom. It already had a small dormer we just wanted to expand it the whole length of the room. We let these fucktards tear the roof off of our bathroom. I explained to them that im a machinist, i like square corners and precise work. So they built us the most wonderfully round room i could imagine. We paid them just to get them the hell away from our house. But the shower and toilet was in, nothing leaked, cant complain too much. Except this was the year without a christmas tree cause it went directly under the bathroom they were working on. Surprisingly this is only the cliff notes version of these assholes. 

We actually have a blacktop driveway, probably 100ft long. It hasnt seen service probably since its been put in. I got stuck one winter due to the shit sinking in spots. So a friend of our neighbor sees our problem and says hey, i can help you out for a couple hundred bucks. I got a dump truck, ill get some pea gravel, and help spread it out and youll be good as new. We gave him $200, he dissapeared for a couple hours and came back with a truckload of slag. He says this stuff will pack down like rock once it gets wet and packed down properly. Turns out it was just dark sand. We have the neighborhood cats shitting in the driveway. I can tell by the fresh mounds with claw marks. Not to mention it gets stuck in our shoe tread and we have to sweep EVERYTHING twice a week. 

Our siding guys were even more of a joy to work with. Weve seen Energy Wise signs all over town so we decided to give them a call. They come in with legit brochures, pamphlets, contracts, and things saying 17yrs of business. Seemed pretty legit so we were on a roll with siding. We got siding installed, they put in 4 windows, our french doors. House was looking beautiful. Until we looked closer. Torn screen, broken window frame, and the french doors werent closing right. They would close but were cocked and the bottom corner was kicked out. We called to have all this corrected close to the beginning of last month. They set us up for an apt on the 30th to come check everything. We get a paper in the mail on the 16th that the company is filing bankrupt and will not be able to make any repairs. 2 days later we get another letter stating that further payments may be sent to a P.O box for completed work. Im about half done with working with people, man.

I dont think our house will actually pass an inspection to be able to get insurance. Grown up problems…

And to think that my sanity relies on. “Meth olympics, kerosene on the head works 100%, 60% of the time, eleventy, and suffercate.”  

So the thing you got fucked by is a two-parter and applies to all of these people.  In Ohio, all you need to get a contractor’s license is 5 years experience and to pass a test. 

Now you’re thinking “well these guys are way too stupid to have passed any kind of test.”

And you’re correct.  The problem is that the contractor (who is the only one working for you that passed said test) is just the boss.  The people he hires to come in and fuck up your house are not contractors; they’re grunts.  The loophole is that you hired the contractor and he does indeed have a license.  I get to deal with these fuck brains all the time, believe me.

My only advice would be to extensively research these companies and read reviews.  There’s little that you can do about them hiring stupid people and performing licensed work for you, unfortunately.