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Pop Tarts and the Art of War

Well today I went to go toast my pop tarts…. I push the handle down and nothing…  Ok, so I look in there and there are busted chunks of pop tart charcoal in the bottom.  I dare to push it down again this time with great dexterity and force.  So now it starts smoking.  Well it turns out I didn’t get to toast my tarts to golden brown goodness but instead to barely warm.  I was a little pissed.  Then walks in portzer #1 who began giggling like a schoolgirl that peed in the rose bushes.  He admits as to doing it and laughs. 

DUDE, you do not f*** with a man toatsting his pop tarts.  I told him to take it out but he didn’t.  How the frick do you leave large chunks of pop tart in the toaster.  If you are so dinglish you don’t know how to remove a pop tart in one piece you do not deserve to live.  So says Portzer #2’s Art of War.  So I say to you portzer #1…. you shall pay.

He is in trouble.  As you know I grew up as a street brawler.  I fought for cash money.  The only reason I’m here and not battling underground ‘Lionheart/Jean-Claude Van Damme’ style is that I needed to end my violent ways.  I put the life behind me, but the art I still practice.  My Shidoshi has taught me to control my violent outburst, but as I start my day I expect to be able to eat a friggin pop tart without any fear of under-toastage.   So for that portzer #1 I give you warning.  Pray that I do not find you in the parking lot or in the break room or…

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Taking it to the DANGER ZONE!

Well I just got off a horrible call where the member said her cat peed on the keyboard and was not able to sign on. Turned out the urine had shorted out the ever important asdf row. After arguing for 30 minutes and blowing my day I decided to hit the road for lunch. I had brought a sandwich but there is only one thing that can change my state of mind. That is Kenny Loggins singing ‘Danger Zone’. I hopped in my festiva, threw on my bomber jacket with the Maverick name patch, in 90 degree weather no less, and cranked the tune. I felt free weaving in and out of traffic with the driving guitar music and sweet sweet lyrics. It was an esoteric experience. Only the chosen few will experience it. I hope that you the reader are one of them.