We take them for granted. I’m sure everyone reading this has one. It protects us from the elements. It adds a nice complete look to our houses. I’m talking about a roof. Right now I hate mine.
Truth be told I was warned this was going to happen, but it’s still not very good waking up because a ladder was lovingly slammed up against the roof just outside your open window. I was having a nice dream. A nice dream with a beautiful lady in it… Looking out the window, my mind still filled with the sweet dream I was having I’m greeted with the platinum blonde mullet, shirtless and overalls bedecked glory of a roofing contractor.
Today’s view from Sean’s window:
Panic stricken I throw on some clothes so I can run out and move my car. To save her from the certain destruction “The Roofers” would wreak upon her beautiful exterior.
So in conclusion, I hate my roof right now because it was the one day this week where I start work later so I could have slept in. I hate my roof because it subjected me to a David Lee Roth wannabe. I hate it because it endangered the lustrous finish of my car and last lastly because I just can’t get used to the sound of people shoveling the roof. There’s just something wrong with that…
Sorry it took so long to post. If there are any of you left reading.
Truth be told I was warned this was going to happen, but it’s still not very good waking up because a ladder was lovingly slammed up against the roof just outside your open window. I was having a nice dream. A nice dream with a beautiful lady in it… Looking out the window, my mind still filled with the sweet dream I was having I’m greeted with the platinum blonde mullet, shirtless and overalls bedecked glory of a roofing contractor.
Today’s view from Sean’s window:
Panic stricken I throw on some clothes so I can run out and move my car. To save her from the certain destruction “The Roofers” would wreak upon her beautiful exterior.
So in conclusion, I hate my roof right now because it was the one day this week where I start work later so I could have slept in. I hate my roof because it subjected me to a David Lee Roth wannabe. I hate it because it endangered the lustrous finish of my car and last lastly because I just can’t get used to the sound of people shoveling the roof. There’s just something wrong with that…
Sorry it took so long to post. If there are any of you left reading.
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