It’s My God-given Right…

It’s my God-given right to:

  • Empty every last little bit of trash out of my car when I get gas
  • Try every sample at Costco and walk away during the sales pitch without feeling any guilt
  • Get new sheets and towels EVERY day in a hotel and not feel guilty about the environment
  • Look at all the hot chicks I want to. If they’re displaying it, I can look as long as I don’t touch. The Wife and I have an understanding on that.
  • Rudely end a sales call…particularly if they won’t take no for an answer when I’m nice
  • Pee outside. I live on a 20-acre ranch. I can find plenty of places to fulfill this primal need without exposing myself to the public.
  • Get 27 refills of my soft drink if the restaurant offers free refills

It’s my God-given right.

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9 Responses to “It’s My God-given Right…”

  1. jonsquared Says:

    I wish I could pee outside freely as you can.

  2. John Says:

    Jon… some in PDX do. What’s stopping you?

    Bryan… do you still use the same scummy refill cup BEYOND the point of safe sanitation practices too?

  3. Bryan Says:

    Are you talking about the Texaco mug? No, the handle finally broke off and I had to get a “new” mug about 10 years ago. I actually grabbed one from my dad’s house that is from the Stinker station celebrating Idaho’s centennial. That was celebrated in 1990. I swear that the drink doesn’t taste as good after I clean the mug.

  4. Jeremy Says:

    It’s your God given right to…

    Consume as much as you want with no consideration of anything but your own desires…

  5. Bryan Says:

    Good one. That pretty much covers it.

  6. John Says:

    Ahh the things that Texaco mug saw!

  7. Bryan Says:

    True. I really should have enshrined it. I may be the one possession I owned that has seen the most mileage.

  8. Matt Says:

    It’s my god given right to:

    Also supermarket related, to walk past anyone holding a flyer and a pen and smiling (the pen part is crucial) without a second glance as if they’re holding a contract with the devil, and they require a pint of blood to sign upon the dotted line.


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