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The IRS has claimed my wife's S-corporation returns were never received in 4 of the last 5 years. Takes several months to rectify- you can try over the phone but I just mail in all proof and wait. Always use USPS certified mail and keep the receipts and proof of delivery.Quote:
Originally Posted by skaredshtles
if I’d mentioned the same place had two other buildings into in the past year, it’d prove the caseQuote:
Originally Posted by Danno
I'm just gonna e-file from now on. Which I've done in the past, and not quite sure why I bothered printing and mailing this year's return in. :confused:Quote:
Originally Posted by Garbowski
Not on Thursdays.Quote:
Originally Posted by Name Redacted
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My wife walks a lot. She cannot run anymore since her back surgery. Anyway, this guys stops his car and gets out to ask her to dinner. Says he sees her walking all the time. Wtf dude. Creepy fuck.
Not surprising.. if she carries some pepper spray with her..and knows how to use it... next time it happens she can ask him if he wants a kick in the nutsQuote:
Originally Posted by jackstraw
This is 'Merica. One of these concealed and some speed loaders: https://www.impactguns.com/revolvers...12-85021ciaul/Quote:
Originally Posted by up an down
Meh. Depends on the vibe.
If the dude wasn’t scary and seemed legit I’d say it’s a great complement that you have a hot wife.
If it seemed like he had chloroform and zip ties, that’s different
https://youtu.be/cJ4z4xIygdo
Nah, it’s always creepy to pull up on a stranger and ask her out. Doesn’t matter what your “vibe” is, or how it comes off to the husband.
Yeah, no. Driving down the street and stopping a women exercising is straight up fucked. You're a legit weirdo tweaker at best and a complete fucking psychopathic serial killer at worst.Quote:
Originally Posted by Core Shot
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Originally Posted by up an down
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YupQuote:
Originally Posted by jackstraw
I was going to post "tell me you're a creeper without telling me you're a creeper." But then realized that wasn't correct, you pretty much explicitly told everyone that you're a creeper.Quote:
Originally Posted by Core Shot
Seriously! Who actually does that in 2022, let alone any time since the 80s?! WTF?Quote:
Originally Posted by Supermoon
Meh. He did get out of the car. It’s not like rolling down the window to catcall.
I’m surprised he didn’t stalk her at your house with a borrowed puppy.
My visual is leaning back on the hood of a trans am with a toothpick in his mouth. Cowboy boots. Faded jeans. Aviator glasses.
Was that the perp?
It’s. Never. Ok. To. Interrupt. A. Woman. Going. About. Her. Day. Just. Because. You. Have. A. Complex. About. Your. Masculinity. It’s. Not. Her. Fault. You’re. A. Creepy. Pervert.Quote:
Originally Posted by Core Shot
That’s a lot of punctuation
For the record I’ve never propositioned a jogger or hiker.
Sorry jackstraw. Didn’t mean to offend. Hope the weirdo stays clear.
It is, of course, perfectly acceptable to tell a jogger or hiker that you've been enjoying looking at their ass for the last mile when you pass them. That's just considered common courtesy.
Just look and don’t touch. Otherwise you’ll be this guy: https://www.spokesman.com/stories/20...unts-of-assau/Quote:
Originally Posted by The AD
As an old person I avert my eyes when passing younger women on the street, so they don't think I'm a creep. I've pissed off a couple people who turned out to be friends who I didn't recognize because I was looking away. Can't win.
You need some dark sunglasses. When I used to ride the light rail to work it was a necessity. Or just don't be such a perv.Quote:
Originally Posted by old goat
I know. All good. Just freaky when shit like this happens and it still is since he lives close to us. I'm just trying to restrain myself because down deep I'm a kooky Irishman and despise creepy assholes.Quote:
Originally Posted by Core Shot
Can't even invite a neighbor to tea in NH. I can't fathom what makes one think an invitation to dinner is accepatble there.
It’s not too late to invite him to the house for a Chardonnay three way
#sarc
PS. If he does get a puppy and starts walking it in front of your house I think the prior posters suggesting a snub nose 38 isn’t a bad idea. But 45 ACP has more stopping power.
Where does one usually go on a dinner date in NH, Applebees?
*golf clap*Quote:
Originally Posted by Timberridge
Different rules as you get closer to the coast I guess.Quote:
Originally Posted by Timberridge
At the coast you invite them for fried dough and strip clubs.Quote:
Originally Posted by riser4
Oh. Wait. That’s MA.
Out in mah cah to find girls to ask to the bah.
North Shore MA. And I’ll throw Hampton Beach in there too.Quote:
Originally Posted by Core Shot
Hampton might as well be MA.Quote:
Originally Posted by Brock Landers
Getting stung in the temple by a yellowjacket or some other wasp asshole, while on a bike ride.
Feels like I got shot in the head with a nail gun.
Two benadryl immediately, then three ibuprofen, one Pacifico, and a bag of ice.
Annoyed.
Ouch
That happened to me a few weeks ago.Quote:
Originally Posted by El Chupacabra
Mine was just under the helmet on my temple. I kept yanking on the helmet and digging to make sure he was out, but it just keeps hurting. LOL
I was lucky I didn't crash - it's so abrupt.
But in a few minutes lots better. A few hours and I almost couldn't feel it any more, so I fared way better than you.
Covid vax (both my booster and the latest Omi-variant booster), well that was a whole 'nother story.
Like 15-20 hours of really miserable existence - headache that makes migraines look comfy, fever/chills, etc.
Then, a few days of weird sleep, fever-sweat-bath at night, and weirdly pretty messed up equilibrium.
It was like 5 days before I was "normal" again.
Still, better by far, than a week down to Covid. (Not hugely likely, but still I'd rather pick a day or two where I'll be fairly miserable than the roulette "when will I get nailed?")
Funny enough none of my family has ever had a confirmed case yet, which kind of shocks me. (that should go in the doesn't annoy me thread, I guess)
^ I got lit up by baldface hornets once while I was running a chainsaw.
It happened fast, I tensed up, hunched over, thew the saw down and got out of there. As I was running away I could tell that I had cut into the toe of my boot. My adrenaline was pumping enough that I couldn't feel anything. Luckily I only cut the boot and not my foot.
Scary.
Re: Creepers, When we lived in the gem state my wife stopped running solo. This was after several other encounters with tweakers, gravy seal militiamen, and other weirdos that would ruin your day. The last straw was some creep stopped his truck to offer her a ride back to town. She was probably 3-4 miles out from town on a backroad, broad daylight, obviously running and not in need of a ride or any help...Fuck that psycho.
Much benadryl later, and it's not bad this morning. A little swelling, pain mostly gone. Feels oddly "thick" over the bite area, kind of how your face feels after a dentist numbs you, but without the numbing effect.
Re: creepers - it always strikes me as funny when I'm biking along a trail, and some hikers ask if I'm the only one, or if there's anyone else coming along. I know what they mean by it since I'm on a bike passing them, but wonder how creepy it sounds to women biking by themselves. "So... you all alone out here? By yourself?"
Whenever I encounter fellow trail users I like to up the stoke (‘have a great ride / hike / etc’) after saying hello, and my sense is that solo women relax when they hear something that makes it clear you’re just a fellow trail enthusiast AND you’re not going to drag out the conversation.
I never have a good time biking until someone tells me to have a good ride, so it's always appreciated when I'm told to.
Been working on a couple new bike trails this summer and have had to deal with the wasps a fait bit. Got lit up a few times by some living in trailside nests, took some amusing falls fleeing in the brush. The worst assault was in a steep off camber area where I disturbed a nest of ground wasps. No warning, 5 hits to the forearm within a few seconds, I took off down the fall line and ate it hard into a pine tree. I managed to get the trail done within 15' of the nest on each side and by then it was getting late and my forearm had swollen to the size of my thigh. I hiked back up to get the bike and figured with the low light they'd be calmer, or at least calm enough to let me go through. No such luck, apparently the rain that had started falling gets them more riled up. I made it to the spot where I had stopped digging, went OTB in the brush because the ground I hadn't cleaned up was way soft and wet, landed directly below the nest, and got stung a couple more times, once through the helmet. The rest of the ride was hellacious, really steep barely cleaned trail, fairly heavy rain, light fading fast, forearm really painful with any vibration...
I came back with a spray and went medieval on the nest. Usually I try to work around wasps but these fuckers went too far...