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Would it fucking kill you to put the fucking CDs back in their fucking sleeves?
I know it's asking too much to expect you to put them back in their own sleeves so I'm willing to compromise: just put them back in any sleeve at all.
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Fine. Fine. The kid will just want to hear another hour of Yanni and we will just have to pull it out of it's sleeve again, to satisfy *your* little issue. If you took care of these kids as much as I do, you'd realize that the sleeves are our last concern, and by the way maybe I want that CD to get scratched, but no. Too busy thinking about your own concerns, once again.
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Mine never get returned. I don't think it is for either of those reasons. It is because they don't care, don't think about it, or don't have a clue that it is important to me they get returned. I spend an hour or so putting them all back in place every few months.
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do they use them to skate around on the hardwood floors too? ...no I'm not bitter about the complete disdain that kids today have for CD/DVD format entertainment modules. at all.
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(psst! We're talking about wives here guys. The kids are just copy cats.)
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WELL. my wife reads this shit.....so mums the word, brah
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Actually, I'm the bad guy in my house. I sometimes just take them out of the tray and put them on top of their respective jewel case on top of the cabinet. Pisses my wife off. I try, but sometimes forget.
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things in my house that require me to open something, put in, then close . . . never get put away. Open pockets or sleeves would work for me with frequently used items.
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BTFUCKINGway, Don't cram the damn tray in!!! Use the flappin button.
Thank You. This has been a public service announcement. After paying $38 !@#$% bucks to have the damn thing fixed. |
If you can't put the fucking CD/DVD back in the case, here's an idea -
DON'T FUCKING TOUCH IT!!!! I don't want my stuff all scratched up. I bought it because I liked it, not for you to put your grubby fucking mitts all over. And I don't lend out my stuff anymore. I lent my 'Hollywood Babylon' books, and the fuck cut out pages. I told him that I wouldn't spit on him if he was on fire. Never talked to that asshole again. One of The Wife's friends 'borrowed' my copy of 'Rubiyat' 2 tape set. He 'lost' it. Now, I don't loan out anything. Oh, you want to borrow my Robert Johnson set? I'll copy it for you. Not good enough? Too fucking bad. You didn't pay for it. I did. You fuck it up, I have to replace it. /Rant Over. |
And if you put all the songs onto an MP3 type contraption and had speakers for it, so that it wasn't necessary to actually remove any CDs from their cases, would that work? (fully prepared to be shouted down here).
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[shouting down] That's not the point. [/shouting down] :lol2:
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