A Game of Scones

http://clientsfromhell.net/post/96082009110/after-getting-out-of-the-movies-i-looked-at-my

clientsfromhell:

After getting out of the movies, I looked at my phone to find 10 texts from a friend explaining how, exactly, she wants me to design her son’s second birthday invites.

I had never discussed this with her, she didn’t ask, and she simply assumed I was doing it.

Client: Toy Story themed…….

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You act like your job is so hard! You only push two or three buttons, and you’re DONE!

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Playing a vanilla WoW private server







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The Fresh Prince of Bel-Air 2x09 - “Cased Up” (November 11, 1991)


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thelittlestonedfox:

I usually don’t reblog these but oh my god

i love retail robin

That bird is on point.

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Religion has convinced people that there’s an invisible man … living in the sky. Who watches everything you do every minute of every day. And the invisible man has a list of ten specific things he doesn’t want you to do. And if you do any of these things, he will send you to a special place, of burning and fire and smoke and torture and anguish for you to live forever, and suffer, and suffer, and burn, and scream, until the end of time. But he loves you. He loves you. He loves you and he needs money.

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Destroyer of Wasps

"Wasps can create a terrifyingly brilliant nest. Waaay back in 1997, my friend’s (Brian, Richey, Brandy) house was the object of a wasp infestation that two nearly two years to be fully rid of. It started when the family noticed the walls were humming. I had just happened to be over his house when this went down. We were playing The Legend Of Zeld: Link To The Past. I had just beat Ganondorf and was being thrust into the dark world when we heard the humming sound.

Our attention turned to the humming; we searched the room, looking for the source of the noise. The little sister, Brandy, was the first to spot the wasps between the panes of glass in the window. Thinking this may have been the source, but leary due to how loud it was and how few we were seeing, we try to free them by opening the outer window and lifting the screen. When we did that, all hell broke loose. Suddenly there was a mad dash of wasps fleeing from a hole in the window frame to the outside. Apparently, when they new soffit was put on, little more than a week prior, their entrance/ exit was blocked. After the flow of wasps came to an end, the outside window was shut and the screen replaced. The humming sound had gone unabated. Clearly the problem is much worse than it seemed.

Inspecting the outside yard (the entire house/ yard is surrounded by trees growing in a tight fence like structure around the yard with a few trees in the middle for shade, huge trees) we notice some very large wasps nests in the large central tree in the western half of the house. After we knocked it down, we mesured it to be just over three feet tall and about two foot wide (~one meter X 0.6 meters). They called an exterminator, he came the following day. pulling off the old blown in insulation caps in the siding, we realized the entire western wall was nothing but one solid wasps nest. In all likelyhood, had they had one plug without a cover on it, they could have started coming into the home.

It took nearly a year before they were fully rid of their infestation and during that summer, we had found nearly twenty more nests in the surrounding trees. I gained the nickname of DW or “Destroyer of Wasps” due to the fact that I wasn’t scared of their sting and would drop their nests (using a sprayer and a garden hose) without hesitation. (but if they started a swarming, I can guarantee you I was the hell out of there!) Only stung a handful of times, a pale comparison to their neighbor, who was hospitalized by them twice. I felt bad about destroying their nests, but, it could have possibly saved that stubborn old curmudgeon’s life. Ahhh, the old days.”




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