Don't Squeeze The Charmin Strikes Again!

Well here is the real story of what happened:

Someone, who I'm going to call Roger, is a douche bag... a bag of douche, if you will.

Well this last week Roger was threatening me that he was going to wrap my house... apparently bad.

My friend Steve Torres told me he was going to do it Saturday night.

I was worried Roger was going to egg my house or fork my yard, so I threatened him that I would call the cops (I also probably said that because I really really don't like him).

Well I woke up Saturday morning, and went outside and thought at first Roger just went a day early, even though it was a real crappy job.

I especially thought he did it because of two prank phone calls I got from him (he has a recognizible voice) at two o'clock.

Turns out though he was in Dallas and just felt like being a bag douche... a douche bag, if you will, with the prank calls.

Steve was the one who "wrapped" my house (for giving a friend directions to wrap his house), but the reason the wrapping job sucked was because he was scared I would call the cops... which I would have... on Roger...

See Steve is my friend so I don't care if he wraps my house (he didn't want to egg it or anything), but Roger is not, so I did care.

So that is how it went down... House was wrapped badly because of fear of something I wouldn't have done to the wrappers that did it, Steve is a good guy and didn't want to egg my house like Roger did...

And Roger is a douche bag... a bag of douche, if you will.