Monday, April 26, 2010

Tupper hell

It's pissin me off again. I swear we must have 49 plastic containers to put food in and only one lid. We really have more lids but never one that fits.

Round bowl--only square lids

Square bowls--round lids

8inch bowl---3 inch lids

oval bowl--no damn lid

This pissin me off just thinking about this.

I know some butt hole is coming in and stealing them.This is the only solution. I know it's not me, for I'am not that stupid.

I have gotten to were I just dump them on the floor and try and find bowl that fits the lid.

By this time I'am cussing just like the meat cutter that I'am.Hell-shit-damn-sonsabitches.

I just can't help my self.Then I find a match and have to put the bastards back in the cabinet.

Please some one put a stick in my eye,put me out of my misery. My head hurts and my back hurts,because every thing is on the bottom damn shelf.After all I'am not 3ft tall,I'am just over 6ft.

It never fails if I put 10 in,6 fall out.I kick cuss and throw things. And yes, it does make me feel better.By this time the F word is lurking close by. Bastards ,this why I hate everything.

Lord please help me .Tupper hell is close by..Save me---Poohpa


  1. Ethel from GrapevineApril 27, 2010 at 9:40 AM

    I have been in Tupper hell many times, so I know wherein you speak. I do have a theory, however, about what happens to the lids once they are placed in the drawer with the matching bowls: After everyone has gone to sleep, the lids hook up with the missing socks lost in the washing machine, and they have a party! Stay cool.

  2. must of read my mind. Too funny.
    And Dad I think that F words lurks a little sooner than you lead-on. Love you