I used my vent up good form for good cause tonight. The water was off for hours. No advance warning. Not even a drop. A woman - 86 years old left sitting freezing - and I mean frozen - below zero, afraid to turn heating on. Her eldest son made a phone call. He mentioned something. I asked for the number - nothing else. I rang and was told it would be on by 10pm. BP through the roof. A bot answering. So I went on Facebook and gave it to the Water Board and Housing who are planning a new 'development' which I won't go into. Full of incompetents and back handers to politicians.
Within five/ten mins max I could hear the electric saws and water sorted way short of 10pm. I told them 'one or two mins after ten and they would see me in court'. I LOVE fighting for under dogs and hoes. Been there.
They wanna fight - don't take on this biyatch - I NEVER give up and won't til I breathe my last. Not lost a battle yet. I am not even qualified in those fields but end up could have PhDs and teach the bloody skivers. Have to stop. No good for BP. Deffo heading for a stroke. My battle days are done.
But they have NO respect for anyone or anything anymore. Police hands are tied. The world is going to hell in a hand basket.
I found this last night and forgot about it. Didn't like at first. But now it's so catchy and a real good story.
I need this kind of music to calm some times. Not all Zen.
And as sex is out of question - well..... their loss.
Nice cover.
If anyone gives you hassle - send 'em to me. I'll spank the blood out of the ????????s We Scots n Irish is warriors, eh ?!