Diary of a Wolfeman

There we were, having a pretty good Holiday – Tolerant and I had exchanged gifts in the morning, then slushed our way over to Pookie’s for breakfast and more gifts, and then back to Tolerant’s to drop her off. When we got to Tolerant’s, my car threw a chain off in the process of parking, but I managed to get it back on.

When I got home a while later, I noticed that I had thrown that same chain off again, and asked Tolerant to go look at the end of the street, and sure enough she found it. On the way back to her apartment, some asshole tried to grab it out of her hands, claiming she had stolen it. He even went so far as to follow her back to her apartment and start calling 911 when she called me. I told her it wasn’t worth dealing with that kind of asshole, and to let him have the damn thing.

The whole situation pissed her off so much that she had to hang up the phone so she could scream.

So to you Sir, I say thanks for ruining an otherwise Happy Holiday. Go fuck yourself with a chainsaw.