!#@$^$%$&#@!

So I finally had the money for that big 400 cd case. I'd saved and saved for quite some time. I ran in and bought that sucker. I was so happy. Finally! Room for all of my cds! I hurried through food shopping. Hurried on home. Got 200 of the cds in one side and turned to the other side and....

The fucking zipper is broken.

Yep. Broken.

I spent that whole time, alphabetizing as I went, slapping in those cds-- 200 cds!-- for naught. Now, some of my cds are homeless once again. I'm sad, angry, disappointed. I have to wait until next Saturday to get a replacement. Thank god I compulsively save receipts or I'd be really pissed. $60 for that thing. Grr.

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Hee!:
This cat burgler is fond of shoes. Seems he picked up on the family business.

Yikes!:
Never go to that restaurant. But if you do, don't piss off that waitress! Can't say I blame her entirely. I once was a waitress and have been tempted to do the same.

Oops!:
Man calls during his own funeral. Turns out that he didn't know he was dead until he read his obit.

Doh!:
Try not to buy a truck that's too big for the garage like these firemen.