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I like rocks.
I like rocks of all shapes and sizes.
Some rocks are easy to tame...Some are downright stubborn mother effers.
I find that generally, if I talk to it nicely...tell it in a nice way... that I just need to mount it, and then I'll be on my way...I often have success.
Except...every now and then I run across a stubborn one. Talking to it in a kind, gentile, manner is simply an exercise in futility.
Yep...sometimes I just have to resort to hurling insults and expletives.
Like this granite Bittch I ran into today.


*&&&^%$#@@!*&)()*!!!!!

Ohhh...you little tease!!!!

Close...but, no cee-gar!

I like rocks of all shapes and sizes.
Some rocks are easy to tame...Some are downright stubborn mother effers.
I find that generally, if I talk to it nicely...tell it in a nice way... that I just need to mount it, and then I'll be on my way...I often have success.
Except...every now and then I run across a stubborn one. Talking to it in a kind, gentile, manner is simply an exercise in futility.
Yep...sometimes I just have to resort to hurling insults and expletives.
Like this granite Bittch I ran into today.



*&&&^%$#@@!*&)()*!!!!!

Ohhh...you little tease!!!!

Close...but, no cee-gar!
