Jeez, I love the bitch column. I read it and suddenly, the guy who nearly misses my head with his dog-ball flinging device as I'm coming up the trail around a corner at Point Pleasant and his high-speed OCD Lab in hot pursuit -- suddenly that all seems like small potatoes. Other people have bigger troubles, man, and you can read 'em right here! He missed me after all. What's my problem?
Thanks for giving us an outlet so we don't have to be charged with verbal assault.
The gal who shoulda been wearing deer-orange.