If the supervisor said you're doing nothing wrong tell your neighbors to shove their meeting "where wood won't dry".
crazy_dan said:all I can say further is you folks have way more patients than I do as I would probably not be able to resist the urge to toss in some green wood when the wind shifted to the right er I mean wrong direction.
YA What he said !pict said:Save the pencil necked sucking up for the fairies on the block. Tell this bastard that if he doesn't wind his neck in you'll punch his lights out. End of story.
Yes, Scotland is a slightly wilder place than America.
milner351 said:wow!
you'll have to tell me more about this game camera!
woodjack said:Two problems come to mind with that approach:
1 - maybe the jerk-off complainer is bigger, and stronger.
2 - do you really want to get locked up because of the jerk-off.
Usually, when I'm combative I regret it. I'm learning after a lifetime of living to discipline myself to stay calm and always take the high road.
Easier said than done. I'm still learning.
ketoret said:woodjack said:Two problems come to mind with that approach:
1 - maybe the jerk-off complainer is bigger, and stronger.
2 - do you really want to get locked up because of the jerk-off.
Usually, when I'm combative I regret it. I'm learning after a lifetime of living to discipline myself to stay calm and always take the high road.
Easier said than done. I'm still learning.
yeah, amend my previous suggestion. save the 18 year old scotch for yourself, keep the ol' BP down, and remember you can hire a large ugly Mexican (bosnian, sicilian, whatever) for a six pack to take care of contingencies. the high road. yeah baby.
woodjack said:ketoret said:woodjack said:Two problems come to mind with that approach:
1 - maybe the jerk-off complainer is bigger, and stronger.
2 - do you really want to get locked up because of the jerk-off.
Usually, when I'm combative I regret it. I'm learning after a lifetime of living to discipline myself to stay calm and always take the high road.
Easier said than done. I'm still learning.
yeah, amend my previous suggestion. save the 18 year old scotch for yourself, keep the ol' BP down, and remember you can hire a large ugly Mexican (bosnian, sicilian, whatever) for a six pack to take care of contingencies. the high road. yeah baby.
Great advice. Let me know your inmate number and I'll send you letters when I get a chance. Man, I'd love to see the look on your cell mates face when you tell him what your in for. "I just wanted to burn some wood".
My point - don't get drawn in to the jerk-offs drama. It will boomerang.
"Serenity Now".
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