Shut the door in his face and run like h##l!!!!!!
2006-09-05 10:09:23
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answer #1
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answered by shirley e 7
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"Your late! Where have you been? I don't even have time for this now and even if I did why should I make everybody else late? Don't just stand there saying nothing and get that finger out of my face! Now you listen here, I had to jumble my schedule to fit you in, well you can just bet your bottom dollar I won't do that again, you call back and get a new time, but for now you will have to wait until I get back from my vacation, followed by daughters wedding, then that conference at the Bunny Ranch in Neveda! Then I will see if I will have time to fit you in! Now F*ck Off!!!"
2006-09-05 10:24:36
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answered by raiderking69 5
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"What time was the appointment?" I greeted him as I held my daughter in my arms. My psycho cat circled around my legs in stock of its prey.
The Reaper glided through the door and hovered in the middle of the living room floor as he watched me close the door behind us. The cat spotted the dirty black robe dangling in the air. Her paws starts to play with the hems. "About this time," his deep voice echoed the house.
My daughter starts to cry and fuss. I bounce her softly in my arms as my eyes focus on the wall clock. It was only 3p.m. and my husband wasn't home yet. A basket-full of cleaned clothes was sitting on the couch waiting to be folded and put away. The bathrooms needed to be wiped down and the floors mopped. The trash needed to take out for tomorrow's pick-up. The front-yard lawn needed its watering. And I had yet decided on what to make for dinner that night. "Gee, I can't at the moment. I have to put my daughter down for her nap," I said disappointedly. "But you can hang out for awhile until my husband gets home around 7pm. In the meantime would you like some tea or water while you wait?"
The Reaper looked oddly at me. My cat was continuing playing with the hem of his dusty robe.
Before I made my way to my daughter's bedroom, I looked back at the Grm Reaper. "You can also play with my cat. But be warned she does bite," I laughed nervously while I disappeared into the hallway.
2006-09-05 10:19:07
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answered by rosyrotten47 2
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I'd say, 'Oh, my secretary didn't call you? She was supposed to reschedule that for next week because I was going out of town. Why don't I have my people call your people and I'll pencil you in for lunch next Tuesday. We'll grab a bite to eat, chat a little, then you can kill me after dessert. Okay?'. =)
2006-09-05 10:11:03
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answered by Brea1243 3
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Like Homer Simpson said to the Reaper- "We don't want any!"
2006-09-05 10:14:45
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answered by Anonymous
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shut the door and pretend I wasn't home turn off the lights the whole deal
2006-09-06 07:16:48
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answered by sweets 6
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I would treat him the same as i treat religious soliciters...tell them to hang on a sec and come back with my Mossberg 500 Persuader.
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2006-09-05 10:13:47
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answered by Bush Whacker 3
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I would say "sorry, I'm not taking appointments" and I'd kick him in the shin and steal his sith.
2006-09-05 10:10:46
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answered by Anonymous
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I would say, ok, let me say goodbye to everyone I know and ask for one last day with my fiencee, hoping for the best
2006-09-05 10:15:05
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answered by penguin 4
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Depends on what the appointment was for. Are we talking date, dental, carpet cleaning.....?
2006-09-06 05:18:27
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answered by badkitty1969 7
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I'd answer "you're late, and I do not appreciate people who do not take punctuality seriously, you should've come earlier" and slam them doors at him, saying "late boys don't come in!".
2006-09-05 10:15:12
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answered by Anonymously Anonymous 5
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