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.
Dad in the Headlights 
September 24, 2008 at 6:38 am
I wish I could pee outside freely as you can.
September 29, 2008 at 6:31 am
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?
September 29, 2008 at 9:51 pm
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.
October 14, 2008 at 11:53 am
It’s your God given right to…
Consume as much as you want with no consideration of anything but your own desires…
October 14, 2008 at 12:05 pm
Good one. That pretty much covers it.
October 14, 2008 at 7:15 pm
Ahh the things that Texaco mug saw!
October 14, 2008 at 7:52 pm
True. I really should have enshrined it. I may be the one possession I owned that has seen the most mileage.
October 21, 2008 at 3:09 pm
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.
October 21, 2008 at 5:23 pm
Nice one