tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19845082.post116338828935328459..comments2007-03-13T16:56:54.686-06:00Iron Jayhawkhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17039544452254809248noreply@blogger.comBlogger10125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19845082.post-1163481495572626802006-11-13T23:18:00.000-06:002006-11-13T23:18:00.000-06:00That is the lamest thing ever! They own the drywall and not the pipes? Definitely full of sh#t! That makes me mad just thinking about it. I can't imagine how it is for you both.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19845082.post-1163470552291781652006-11-13T20:15:00.000-06:002006-11-13T20:15:00.000-06:00Oh man, what a pain. Can't you make Phog bite them or something?? I firmly believe insurance people are of the devil.<BR/><BR/>Thanks for a great time last night! Nudge, nudge, wink wink.Raehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11161026539571188450noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19845082.post-1163439394532735752006-11-13T11:36:00.000-06:002006-11-13T11:36:00.000-06:00I hope you get your Christmas wish!!!E-Speedhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06156206218718345279noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19845082.post-1163438988390226162006-11-13T11:29:00.000-06:002006-11-13T11:29:00.000-06:00That is clearly more than a year's worth of horrible suckage.&nbsp;&nbsp;I hope that you will make life a living hell for your insurance claims agent.&nbsp;&nbsp;I suggest calling him/her at least 10 times per day.<BR/><BR/>And of course, you two are welcome to come over for dinner sometime if you'd like a homecooked meal.&nbsp;&nbsp;Or I'll bring Vietnamese food down to your place.Full Metal Lunchboxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12564787569706856221noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19845082.post-1163434296354343512006-11-13T10:11:00.000-06:002006-11-13T10:11:00.000-06:00Oh geesh!! That totally stinks!! GO santa! Or money tree....or even teh mobsters would help!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19845082.post-1163427304593702352006-11-13T08:15:00.000-06:002006-11-13T08:15:00.000-06:00Ahh, I can sympathize. While we didn't have a kitchen flood, we have been remodeling for 18 months, and I too would just like a kitchen.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19845082.post-1163398724329627692006-11-13T00:18:00.000-06:002006-11-13T00:18:00.000-06:00um, wow, you sound like such an adult!! kitchen troubles!! you're all grown up jayhawk :)Audreyhttp://runningshorts.typepad.com/running_shorts/noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19845082.post-1163398387886718832006-11-13T00:13:00.000-06:002006-11-13T00:13:00.000-06:00Your problems sound like a little much for Santa. But if you know any mobsters that specialize in roughing people up, they may be of some use.runnergirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06766805687594433182noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19845082.post-1163394143257773692006-11-12T23:02:00.000-06:002006-11-12T23:02:00.000-06:00ROFL! You poor guys. That's ridiculous. I hope four stooges gets their heads together soon..and Santa listens to you.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19845082.post-1163392936056310422006-11-12T22:42:00.000-06:002006-11-12T22:42:00.000-06:00Hey if you want Santa to bring you stuff, you shouldn't be swearing in your letter to him!Arcanerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01997532373565503587noreply@blogger.com