Woe Is Me
 

I think we need a thread for general woes. Life's daily woes. What is your woe? What or who are you woeing today? Why was woe wreaking wretched havoc? Why you woe? Will you woe? When'd you woe?

I woe for my job. My job is a big woe, not just my woe but co woe-kers' woe too. A daily clusterfuck of woe that is showing no signs of improving. The woe that keeps on woeing.

Woe. Woe. Woe.

That is all. Please share your woes. We don't need to commiserate (unless we wanna) and we don't need to out-woe (unless we wanna) but just let your WOE be heard. Get your WOE out. Breathe. Repeat.

:woe:

whoa

Woe is the new English Pointer pup in MY house.
He came two weeks ago and is still peeing and pooping in MY house.
It's not waning. This wiggling wag is wrecking my ward.

I used to be the center of attention. But No More.
I'm still just as friendly and eager to see people as ever.
I'm still just as happy to fetch a ball, or play with toys and kids.

Now everyone laughs and squeals at this squirming literal SOB.
He is always biting me... my ears, my jowls, my lips... even my privates !

We, Labrador Retrievers shouldn't have to put up with this... but we do.
When will his Mom come get him and take him back where he was whelped ?
Otherwise, I may have to take him on a one-way walk in town.

My name is Vicky, and I approve this message of woe.

BUT ... is he messing with your :coffee: cup?

I get to be concrete man for a few days , Yeeeehaaaaww !!!

Woe, woe, woe youw boat
Gentwy down the stweam,
mewwiwy, mewwiwy, mewwiwy, mewwiwy,
wife is but a dweam!

We have woekmen in the woenge. The woodwoeker has been and gone and we're waiting for the plasterwoer.
It'll be woeks and woeks before we can use our woenge again, but it'll be lovely when it's done.

I have a feeling I'll either quit or my contract won't be renewed by the end o' month. I'll cash in my big giant PERS purse and move my ass up to Lake Woe-be-gon!

"Contemplate this on the Tree of Woe."

Moses supposes his toeses are woeses
Supposes, supposes, ewoneouswy.

For nobody's toeses are woeses
As Moses supposes his toeses to be!

Paper Woses

Things have not gotten better, except toiletries are outside now.

His Mom never did show up, and he says he's afraid to sleep alone
.

Awwww, how sweet.

touch is essential, even if you're covered with fur.