Outrage of the day: changing lawnmower oil requires a PVC tube. You attach it to the oil drain plug like an upside-down J,and this drains the oil into the bucket/pan of your choosing – instead of the oil dripping onto the frame of the mower on its way down. Kept this stupid tube in my garage for what seemed like years, seeing it everyday & forgetting what it was for – but I know I didn’t throw it out. When it was time to do oil change of course the tube hid. At Lowes couldn’t find the size of the tube I needed on the internet (only replacements for $15) so I just estimated and bought one that was about the size i remembered for idk 79 cents.
Makeshift tube was better than nothing but still spilled some oil. Went to get extra rags from other garage – and found original tube.
Karena: REX HAS HOMEWORK AND OTHER CHORES TO DO.
Me: I swear the only yardwork I gave him was to pick up a couple of sticks.
Karena: WELL HE’S BEEN OUT THERE ALL DAY I DON’T UNDERSTAND
notice how he says NUDE for no apparent reason in the middle
Edit: the weird “oh” sound i make is not a burp it’s my vocalization of Coach Jrs frequent vacant contemplative looks. It’s become a habit; now i just do it randomly (though afaik at least only when I’m around him)
Karena made Oreo pie for Rex’s birthday. one slice has 884 calories. She got mad at me for telling her this.
CPP: 185,190 x 2
BPS #16: 465 x 1
Obviously i did more than this in terms of multiple warmup sets but NCBY. Have become fond of muscle cleans as a start-the-workout kind of thing.
CGB: 225,235,245,255,265 x 4
HBPS: 225,245,265,275,285,290 x 1
SGDL: 305,345 x 3
Wt: 165.2 parents are visiting; Karena made another pie; people keep taking us out to dinner
CPP: 195 x 1
BPS #16: 475 x 1
SLDL: 300 x 3
wt: 166.8 parents have left now returning to regular diet of spinach and misery instead of cake and steak
CGB: 275,280,285 x 3
HBPS: 295,300,305,310 x 1
SGDL: 350,380 x 2
Villain profile – Slop Spillman
Background: born Sam Spillman, he was the victim of neglect by his rich parents, who were too busy working, using the internet, and getting divorced to toilet train him.
Consequently he was an outcast at his high school, nicknamed Slop Spillman. Despondent after yet another day of mockery and rejection, he had an extended and hilarious accident that involved getting restaurant garbage dumped on him, being pursued by a pack of stray cats, hiding in a portapot which was emptied with him in it, sitting on a freshly painted park bench, being covered with flour that fell out of a truck, and falling into a sewer.
When Sam climbed out of the sewer, a mysterious old man was waiting. The kindly man helped him get cleaned up, gave him a place to stay, and built him a super-suit which could amplify his natural odors and emissions to horrific levels.
But this old man (really the Bookworm in disguise) expected to be repaid. He talked Slop into doing him a small favor – walking into the Townsville jewelry store in his superhero costume. Once inside, the Bookworm remote controlled Slop’s suit to release incapacitating amounts of fart gas, knocking the employees unconscious. The Bookworm (wearing a gasmask) then appeared on the scene and robbed the store.
After the robbery, Sam/Slop was then confronted with a moral dilemma. Should he turn himself into the authorities and reveal the whereabouts of the bookworm? Or should he give a bunch of stolen jewelry to the girl he is in love with in order to impress her?