Thu May 01, 2008 4:49 am
Wait a minute, just one damn minute here, how come I'm in charge of locating and confining Mr Gift to a mental health facility? I damn well didn't volunteer, I never volunteer.
Is it because of that little issue a couple years back when the membership of an unnamed board sent me off to Sensitivity Camp and I managed to get a couple people to rescue me? Hey, I woulda broke out on my own, but it was a lot of fun hangin with the guy who could drive golfballs like rifle shots, and doing other nonaproved things to the camp staff. I'm an old fart in my third childhood, and I'm allowed transgressions.
BTW, what's wrong with the way he's carrying the siren part?
Hell, many years ago I did a similar thing with a traffic cone and followed a goof who had a faggy umbrella strapped to his head. That guy never looked back but a hell of a lot of people were laughing themselves silly. Statute of limitations has to have expired on that one.
Besides, in case it escaped you, this is a siren board, where people freely admit enjoying and collecting sirens. You got any idea how the board population will drop if all the members get adjudged on their sanity and the less than normal members get confined to a locked facility.
AND, for the record, I did attend the auction of the NY State Mental Hospital in Rochester about 10 years back, and needed to rent a UHaul truck to haul my goodies home. My wife, the health care professional did make certain assertions about me belonging at that facility, but she backed off quick when I pointed out she'd have to pay the bills if I was locked up. Besides, all those IV pumps had very nice 6 foot cords and gelcell batterys in them. Anybody need a hospital size Rubbermade laundry wagon on wheels?
AND, I can tell anyone interested what happens to sirens that are connected to improper voltages. You have no idea how many I've seen that suffered that fate.