Posted on 03/03/2005 12:04:12 PM PST by ambrose
Symptom of overstimulation of the insurance node.
"If a company does not perform as promised, I will seek reimbursement of what I paid it to perform. I will not sue it for everything it's worth."
and if the value of the item ruined, (in this case a dead mother) was worth more to you than the value of the company? You can't know how much value this woman places on her dead mother. There are not appraisers for that sort of thing. Just because her dead mother is valueless to you doesn't mean it is valueless to the woman.
A jury will decide. She may get a lot, she may get nothing. Personally, I think it's sort of ridiculous too, but then she isn't my mother. If it was, I suspect I might feel differently.
So after you die, you wouldn't mind if the funeral home hired to bury you, sold your body to a dog food company, or to the local archery club for target practice instead?
They could strip my corpse naked, parade it down Main Street (scaring the chillrun), then stick a rocket up my ass and shoot me to the moon.
My body is just an inanimate mass of flesh. (Even more so after I die.)
If you put that in your will, I bet you can get a ton of people to show up for your FUNeral.
No beer in heaven? Not according to Ben Franklin.
Well, of course, this is just the sort of blinkered philistine pig-ignorance I've come to expect from you non-creative garbage. You sit there on your loathsome spotty behinds squeezing blackheads, not caring a tinker's cuss for the struggling artist. You excrement, you whining hypocritical toadies with your colour TV sets and your Tony Jacklin golf clubs and your bleeding masonic secret handshakes. You wouldn't let me join, would you, you blackballing bastards. Well I wouldn't become a Freemason now if you went down on your lousy stinking knees and begged me.
What about this one?
I cannot believe how incredibly stupid you are. I mean rock-hard stupid. Dehydrated-rock-hard stupid. World-class, A-1, top of the heap, triple whopper with cheese, supersized stupid. So stupid that it goes way beyond the stupid we know into a whole different dimension of stupid. One-of-a-kind, global, universal, intergalactic stupid. You are trans-stupid stupid. Meta-stupid. Stupid collapsed on itself so far that even the neutrons have collapsed. Stupid so dense that no intellect can escape. Singularly, extraordinarily, incredibly, bewilderingly stupid. Blazing hot mid-day sun on Mercury stupid. You emit more stupid in one second than our entire galaxy emits in a year. Quasar stupid. Your life is a monument to stupidity. I am breathless that anyone or anything in our universe can really be this stupid. You are a primordial fragment from the original big bang of stupid. Some pure essence of a stupid so uncontaminated by anything else as to be beyond the laws of stupidity that we know. A behemoth, a leviathan, a colossus of stupidity.
They'd light the rocket!
I'm as big a tort reformer/minimal law suit advocate on this board, but these people needed suing in this case.
They may well have deliberately NOT heeded the family's request in order to meet their training goals. I'll bet they do that routinely. They needed to have some sense knocked into them.
On the other hand, Ford will have to shell out $31 million because the glass in an Explorer didn't keep passengers inside during a rollover. (Passengers that weren't buckled in. Oh, and the driver was drunk, too.) That is a PRIME example of trial lawyer BS.
That's not important, but if one of you could put in a word for me, I'd love to be a freemason. Freemasonry opens doors. I mean, um, I-- I was a bit on edge just now, but-- but if I was a mason, I'd just sit at the back and not get in anyone's way. I've got a secondhand apron!
Perhaps? Come on don't hedge. The school and the courier service need to pay through the nose. I think this would fall under the heading of abuse of a corpse.
I hate you.
I will take out your liver and stomp it into some broken glass, and beat you senseless with a cabbage, and make you drink lye, and cancel all your stamps before you use them, and take your favorite parking spot.
I will photoshop you having sex with a squirrel, and cut down your tree so that it lies across your driveway, and make fun of your shoes, and put hot sauce in your contact lens case.
I hate you.
(But he had used that on the object of my disaffection in a previous thread!)
No long rants, but a few one liners:
You're so stupid that you looked in a bowl of cherios and said..."OH LOOK, DONUT SEEDS!
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