posted on Dec, 31 2004 @ 10:13 PM
About an hour ago I went to the local store to obtain
Since I have no car, I had to carry the bag of
home. So off I go, walking through the dark wet streets of Salem (Thats the one in Oregon, not
the one with the witches
The bag was rather cumbersome and unwieldy so I decided to put a can of 'Colonial pee water beer' in each of my back pockets. They fit perfectly and
balance was restored.
I reached home safely, despite the neighbour having turned his yard into 'Downtown Iraq' with various fireworks.
I opened the screen door (how I miss Pixyland, where we don't need such things), and reached to open the main front door. At that time time the
screen door shot back, hit me in the arse and burst open one of the beercans secreted in my back pocket. Needless to say there was a loud pop a hiss
and beer exploded from the can, all up my back and down my trousers, while imitating one of the neighbour's fireworks and spraying out like a Roman
Hence the title of my last rant of 2004 ... Fecking screen doors !!!