Comments on: things that are pissing me off today

By: Hester

Hester — Mon, 21 Mar 2005 16:58:00 +0000

I had a friend that had a sort of holster like what you see for knives that you attach to your belt loop. Not real friendly looking but if you hide it under your shirt or something may not be so bad. Do they have these at a place where you buy pepper spray? Don’t know. Good luck. ;)

By: Wacky Mommy

Wacky Mommy — Sun, 20 Mar 2005 04:34:00 +0000

I do need to buy some pepper spray, but where do I keep it when I’m on walks or out in the yard (where I’ll be most likely to need it?)? The kids are pretty good about not digging through my purse, so that might work. Maybe in a little backpack or something, for when I’m not carrying a purse?

I love the Cujo suggestion! Why didn’t i think of that? Wacky Sister what do u think?

in lieu of Friday Advice Column maybe we could brainstorm on dealing with sex offenders and other crazy animals? Help!

By: Mommy Heather

Mommy Heather — Sat, 19 Mar 2005 19:04:00 +0000

Ay, carumba, when it rains, it pours, no? Sorry you are having to deal with so much crapola. My hat is off to your friends, who I think are the real heroes in this world: the ones who walk the talk and perservere when the task seems unwinnable. Overpaid celebrities, self-important politicians, and poor, pimply baby-faced soldiers who got snookered into fighting for someone else’s agenda get all the glory, but people like your friends quietly change the world, one community at a time. My admiration and prayers of protection go with them.

As for your sister, it just isn’t fair that Pervo Creepo Sex Offender neighbor has the “right” to live anywhere he wants, and your sister, who has done no wrong, is relegated to searching the classified ads for “Homes, Sex Offender-Free.” I guess in your case, we’d better make that classification “Sex Offender- and Psycho Fido-Free.” That neighbor of yours is going to have, at the very least, a lawsuit on her hands. I hate to think what else could happen. I have a plan: go to “Pepper Spray R Us” and buy a multipack for the next time Psycho-Fido “drops in.” (That you would keep it out of the reach of the adorable off-spring is a given.) Give one to sis for Pervy Creepo. Oh! Better yet: have sis offer to pet-sit for Pscho-Fido. (“Oh, hello Mr. Creepo. Have you met my new dog, Cujo? Kill Cujo, kill! Rip off his testicles! Oh, just kidding. I’m such a kidder!”)

I have to admit your faux-sobbing, water-works plan is brilliant, too. Now all you need is some good waterproof mascara…