Grumble, Grumble, Snarl, Snarl

      Sometimes its all too necessary to vent frustration every now and then. I remember when I worked for the old grocery chain Big Bear, all my co-workers would tease me because I never said a curse word, especially the f *** word.
       Well over the years, I have let little slips, here and there but never the "Queen Mother Of Dirty Words" I never liked the sound of it and if I can avoid it,the others never get said either.
        I had to get a new tire for my car because my coil spring broke and punctured a hole in the other one about a month ago.  Well the new...quote..''New Tire" went flat on one of the coldest days (Naturally) and my daughter and I had to get "Fix A Flat" for it.   Needless to say I was not a "Happy Camper" or as Phil from "Duck Dynasty" would say "Happy, Happy, Happy".    Cold weather stinks and I know why my grandpa went to Florida every year because the cold just goes down to the bone and when you are older it makes a direct path.
         Well, I need to vent so here it goes ..Dang..blessed..rotten ..son of a...*...#..* ....* #...!!!!!!...***....!!!!!
I FEEL MUCH, MUCH BETTER, oh pardon my language.

I hope your day goes better than mine!