20 December 2009

there are assholes and then there are f*cktards

(i'll get to the post title in a moment).

remember last year when we thought hubert was having a stroke? (no? read here.) well, tonight was a real emergency. hubert decided to eat a mint candy (we think because it looked like a cat treat?!) and then began to have difficulty breathing. we rushed him to the animal hospital where they immediately did an ultrasound on his neck. then they informed us that they would be putting him in an oxygen tent. yep ... an oxygen tent (see below) -

they finally decided that the mint probably irritated his throat and that he'll be just fine.

then we came home. that's where we found that some person had taken our parking spot - the same spot that we spent about an hour shoveling out this morning. not only did the big-ass-yes-i-bought-this-because-i-question-my-manhood pickup truck take up our spot it also took up our neighbor's spot in front of ours. and that, dear friend, is what will elevate you from mere asshole to gigantic f*cktard!

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