Saturday, October 18, 2008

Dante told me there'd be days like this

Remember the trampoline? The one right next to the fence in my neighbour's yard? The fence that's very close to my house? Specifically, the corner of my house that contains my bedroom?

The trampoline that was blessedly, wonderfully, fabulously GONE???

It has been replaced.

By a hot tub.

So instead of kids screaming and yelling at each other outside my window at all hours, it's going to be adults screaming and yelling at each other over the noise of the water jets at all hours.

That ground is cursed.


14 Comments:

Blogger Joy said...

Horrible! Yes, what fresh hell is this?

October 19, 2008 at 1:03 AM  
Blogger #Debi said...

That photo is hilarious! Looks like something the folks down here would've thunk up...

Not to make things worse, but there are other things that you could be hearing the adults next door doing in that hot tub, you know...

October 19, 2008 at 9:10 AM  
Anonymous Claude said...

There is hope! They might get boiled and die ;)

October 19, 2008 at 11:37 AM  
Blogger Joy said...

I meant to tell you that I love your title for this post!

That photo is too funny! Yes, it looks like something rednecks around here might do, too. Yes, they might boil themselves and be red all over! LOL

October 19, 2008 at 1:26 PM  
Blogger The Wrath of Dawn said...

"What fresh hell is this?" HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

And thanks, Debi, for that reminder. Luckily, I have a stereo in my room that I can turn up REALLY LOUD for just such occasions.

The question is, should I play classical music or Harry Potter book-on-tape to drive them indoors?

And hello Joy and Claude! Welcome to The Wrath!

October 19, 2008 at 2:36 PM  
Blogger dawna said...

sorry to LOL, but....

Actually, a friend of mine just recently got rid of her trampoline when she discovered her teenagers were jumping from the back deck onto it. And guess what she replaced it with.........

but, they live on an acerage so doesn't inflict any annoyance on the neighbours.

October 19, 2008 at 3:19 PM  
Anonymous Wonderferret of the curs'd feet said...

Just think... So it will be frozen over and become an ice rink for badgers or beagles or budgerigars.

As an aside I once went to a very good party that had a homemade hot tub that puts that one to shame.

Imagine a hole 2 1/2 feet deep and 12 feet square lined with black polythene, an old water heater, 2 44 gal drums for a chimney and 2 vaccuum cleaners set on blow as bellows for the fire and a medium sized petrol driven water pump. I know it was a good party because I ended up in hospital having the space between my toes stitched back together but thats another story.

October 20, 2008 at 7:09 AM  
Blogger TRT said...

Poo in it.

October 20, 2008 at 7:50 AM  
Blogger Mr Farty said...

It doesn't matter what you play on your stereo, you just know they'll find a way to dance to it!

October 20, 2008 at 4:45 PM  
Blogger #Debi said...

Got any "bom-chicka-wa-waaaa" music to play for them? 'Cause they might like that...

October 20, 2008 at 8:01 PM  
Anonymous Pseudonymph said...

Just chuck a couple of onions, some garlic and a few bay leaves in next time they're simmering.

October 21, 2008 at 4:28 AM  
Blogger Rik said...

What TRT said. Or add detergent for a dishwasher, and watch them all start itching.

October 21, 2008 at 8:21 AM  
Blogger Scaryduck said...

Caustic soda, for top LULz

October 22, 2008 at 3:07 PM  
Blogger Ricardipus said...

Nothing that ten minutes with a power drill can't put a fix to.

October 24, 2008 at 2:29 PM  

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