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I think a lot of it may be cultural, from where he lives. Big eastern city style.

John Adler, 64, of Chester, VT, passed away unexpectedly at Tufts Medical Center in Boston, MA on November 15, 2025. Born in Perth Amboy, NJ on January 12, 1961, John was raised in Berwick, Maine and graduated from Noble High School. He went on to receive an Associates Degree in Forestry...

"No ma'am....you are not allowed to leave the check before my food arrives. Otherwise, you are charging me for sitting here."

He does like to yap, doesn't he.

The older I get, the thinner I like my hinges...

Stoopid is as stoopid does. Still cant shut his trap.

I'd like to think that even if the title hadn't had BC in it, I would have seen that coming, 'cuz as soon as I saw that hinge, I thought, "Oh no...".

No tip today.

Both mother and daughter worked here at one time or another. Both are horrible. Scatter brained pot heads

Skiddy didn't even need to be in the 'hood for that tree. Best it could do is tickle it's toes. There was another, pulling big rope with grapple truck, cutter walks into the triangle of death, rope breaks, he catches it on the hard hat, knocks him down.

Skinny Ailanthus did that to me too. Not near as in a such dramatic way tough.

Yup, order came back wrong on my usual order. Sent it back.

The Murph!

This one got me on my lunch break today. :-/

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That little skid steer will never be the same.

I dislike the waitress that I have for lunch today as I run about. Never got me coffee or utinsels. Doubt she got my order right. Customer got me coffee. Waitress brings out coffee for top off and my check. I have not received my meal or utinsels yet. But I guess I know what it's costing me.

Looked like it would have squished someone's rope bag as well.