WTF!
Yesterday I walked around the bay to my sister's place to check her electricity meter for her.
We haven't had rain here for a couple of months and Northland is officially in a drought situation.
I checked the meter and headed back home walking along the shore at mid-tide. It rained. Torrential rain. I had about one and a half kilometres to walk and got soaked.
Today I decided to clear out the shed and sort items in order:
- Keep
- Donate
- Dump
It was a nice sunny morning and I put most of the contents on the driveway.
It rained. Heavy rain. Fuck!
I put all of the perishable and keepable or donateable things back in the shed and came indoors.
Now the rain has stopped. Fuck!
I've put a load of washing through. It needs to be hung up. The sun is now shining. Should I risk it?
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THIS CARTOON IS FOR RICHARD |
6 comments:
Shorter version of this post:
It rained a lot and one time I got soaked.
Jesus says we should not swear but rather just say "Yes or No".
Here's a shorter comment:
Fuck.
Yes or No.
Sorry mate but you're playing for the other side.
- God
Oh, yes or no, sorry I forgot.
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