Here’s something for you dumbasses to chew on today besides pork rinds. I wrote this a while back, so it’ll be a good rerun for the long-time readers and something new and shiny for our new dumbasses. Warning: Do not watch football until you have read this post. If you do, all your future children and/or grandchildren will be born nekkid. <——–A little East Texas Mojo there. har har! Dumbasses. 🙂 Have a decent Sunday!
Dumbass Contractor Tears Down Wrong House!
This is one of those stories that come around every so often and it makes you go WTF? Watch the video, then I’ll have my usual brilliant-for-a-dumbass insight, commentary,name-calling and finger-pointing. In other words, we’ll get to the the fun stuff!
To review…the guy had been doing some home improvement work on his home then went on vacation for a week. He comes back home to find his house is gone like yesterday and he is now the proud owner of a hay-covered lot. The house nextdoor was the one scheduled to be torn down. As Maxwell Smart would say, “Missed it by that much!” A couple of solutions come to mind. Solution No.1: buy a goat. Goats love hay. Solution No.2: Become the proud of of all the heavy equipment a man could ever want. To achieve this objective, the dude must retain counsel and sue the dumbass contractor into oblivion! Since goats are probably not aloowed in the city limits, suing the dumbass that wrongly demolished your home after being advised by the city in writing not to do so (!) seems to be the last remaining legal remedy the homewoner has. Kicking the contractor’s ass from Pittsburgh to Philadelphia is the most satisfying, but felonious, retribution. And when the word “felony” and my (your,his,her) name are inexorably linked, I tend to calm down rather quickly and seek the less violent and less fun solution to the problem. I think the homeowner will take that path as well. If there are any construction-type readers out there in the Pittsburgh area, keep an eye on your local newsrag’s classifieds. I have a sneaky feeling there will be a big sale on all sorts of stuff you need at reasonable prices very soon. There will also be less competition in your town because there will one less dumbass to bid against. And one brand spankin’ new home to build for the poor man whose house was obliterated by a dumbass. Things could have been worse, though. The homeowner could have been alseep in the house at the time it was torn down. Just sayin’.