Subtitle: My husband got shot at this weekend and it wasn’t by me….
Do you know the movie Clerks? When the guy keeps saying, “But I wasn’t even supposed to work today….” That was Sunday.
I got a phone call around 8:45 pm from my sister. She said, “Don’t worry. Your husband is fine.” I expected her to finish with, “But he went to the bar with the boys…” or something like that…. Instead I hear, “No one was injured in the shooting.”
What the Fuck?
Now would someone please tell fucking Governor Brian Schweitzer* that our state wildland firefighters (and highway patrol… the fraggin’ highway patrol doesn’t get hazard pay….) should have hazard pay.
*I apologize to anyone who was googling “fucking Governor Brian Schweitzer” for personal reasons… you are a sick fuck, but welcome to my blog anyway…..
2 comments:
Do a lot of people Google 'fucking Governor Brian Schweitzer'? 'Cause you know I'm going to. Right now.
And WHY was someone shooting at your husband? And why don't the firefighters and highway patrol get hazard pay? And why . . .
Oh never mind.
This left so many questions unanswered. Like, how come YOU didn't shoot him if someone got to shoot at him?
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