tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10757771.post1136872721977755971..comments2023-09-22T09:03:09.417-04:00Comments on Townie Bastard: Grumpytowniebastardhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03129158923604362272noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10757771.post-13613423395187818272008-12-12T16:29:00.000-05:002008-12-12T16:29:00.000-05:00Hi--I just found your blog and I love it! So sorr...Hi--I just found your blog and I love it! So sorry about your inlaws. I had something similar happen a few years ago. I worked for a local non-profit in Yonkers NY and--at a totally local event--an ice cream vendor from about 300 miles away demanded that we not serve the ice cream that we had served for years at the event (long story short--the company that I worked for has a jobs program that makes all the brownies for Ben & Jerrys--it's a great story). I had to put my foot down and--althoug there was an outrageous shit storm--we were able to give out our treats. I'll bet you a buck that your inlaws clients will raise the storm for them.<BR/><BR/><BR/>Sorry about your dogs butt. That sucks. There's something about the whole idea of anal glands that totally creeps me out. You have my deepest sympathies.Karenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05944034135970530052noreply@blogger.com