Jack wrote:


You lost an anchor, almost lost the boat, and soiled your pants. No
harm?
You moved to a state that IS the last bastion of the KKK. Hmmm.

How's the noise and smell there, Jackoff?

You're not around... smells fine here. Remember, the metropolitan
area I live in has far less than 1/10th the people in it than the
cesspool you're in. And why would you think I live next to an
interstate, anyway? Stalking? hehe...


1. I lose at least one anchor a season. No biggie.

2. I didn't "almost lose the boat," because I knew what to do.

3. No soil in my pants.

4. While my country is in the Washington, D.C., SMA, we're 30 miles
south of the Beltway and a total of 50 miles from D.C. The county we
live in is sparsely populated, and our town has about 4,000 residents.
When I need to go downtown, about once every two weeks, I take one of
the seven local commuter buses. The trip takes 70 minutes and costs
$4.25 each way.

5. Why would I think you live adjacent to an interstate? Because...you do.