Anyone know an attorney that would take on clorox

[Silverback]

And when I say office, I mean on the couch with a laptop while the walls are getting textured.

you and Brent having an all day jack a thon over there? i.e. "texturing" the walls

[Broncojohnny]

I must be the coolest guy in here! I tell the ladies, just like fine art, that patina cannot be duplicated!!!

I haven't seen this love chariot in quite a while

[Rick Modena]

Sure as fuck better than watching Rachel Ray on my non-baller tv.

lol!

How much for the T-Bird SC?

[bcoop]

you and Brent having an all day jack a thon over there? i.e. "texturing" the walls

Lol

[Broncojohnny]

And when I say office, I mean on the couch with a laptop while the walls are getting textured.

Are you sure you don't mean orifice?

[Rick Modena]

you and Brent having an all day jack a thon over there? i.e. "texturing" the walls

dirty

[MattB]

you and Brent having an all day jack a thon over there? i.e. "texturing" the walls

Not this time! I'm actually telling the truth! Remember that ugly ass wallpaper in the kitchen and that whole wall in the living room? Gone!

[MattB]

lol!

How much for the T-Bird SC?

Actually not an SC, that's my Grandma's '96 4.6 bird.

[Tyrone Biggums]

Come on now, Leah. It makes no sense to me that you would willingly endure migraine flare-ups in lieu of paying out of your own pocket to have someone properly rid your daily driver of the offensive odor. Maybe it's just me, but any time I buy any chemical or substance that is potentially hazardous, I take extra care to check the packaging and transport it safest manner possible.

Get it cleaned properly, retain documentation, try to get reimbursed, expect them to essentially tell you to get bent, and move on. Why continue to suffer?


Posted from my PRIVATE MUTHAFUCKIN J.E.T.

[jluv]

Once upon a time in a kitchen
Lived a little old lady named Leah
While her sammiches sure tasted bitchin'
They gave her man, Craig diarrhea.

Ol' Craig spent three days on the throne
As cold sweat shot out of his pores
By the time he went dry as a bone
He had ruined his new Looney Tunes drawers.

So Craig then attempted to cry
But his body could not make a tear
All his fluids had gone out of his brown eye
So naturally, he opened a beer.

While Craig got drunk, Leah got optimistic
And she rushed out the door to go teach
She asked for advice from her class (they're autistic).
They said "One minute to Judge Wapner. Bleach!"

"Eureka!" screamed Leah, as she pulled out some money
And rushed off to go cut a coupon.
She was determined to save Donald Duck and Bugs Bunny
And the rest of the guys Craig had pooped on.

So she went to the store with her coupon and cash
And bought Clorox in a 9-gallon jug.
On the way out she dropped it and the lid was all smashed
But she picked it back up and just shrugged.

On her way to her car, being the clutz that she is
She dropped it eleven more times
And even though it was stinking and starting to fizz
She ignored all the obvious signs.

Now on her way home, being a woman (and old),
She drove her car like she was drunk.
The jug of bleach toppled, and tumbled, and rolled
And it spilled out all over her trunk.

Fast forward to now, Leah's trunk is bright white.
But the smell gives her really bad migraines.
Craig always drinks beer and often cries through the night
Because his undies are still ruined by stains.

[46Tbird]

I give it an 8.

[jluv]

I give it an 8.

Tough crowd!

[01vnms4v]

8?
I say a 7 was good, then towards the end well ....

[Leah]

Holy shit-what happened in here? LMAO-Jared, I will kick you in the junk Saturday night. Better wear a cup!

[talisman]

Saturday night.

Thanks for the invite!