So I get the tank, and all is puppies and sunshine in Chase's world. the sun is shining brighter, the birds are chirpin, and the red sox and patriots have won their respective championships all over again in my head. im loving life.
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Next, I try to maneuver the little bugger into the bottom of my other tank with the same footprint. hmmm, how should I go about this?
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this will be nothin, i got this, it'll be so easy. I'll be done in time to watch a couple episodes of sopranos tonight, and cook me and my girl a nice dinner. this is cake.
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After a half hour of struggling with this tank, I start to get a little bit agitated.
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it's been one hour, now im pissed. im hungry, sweaty, and a little bit cranky.
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there is no hope, the tank wont fit, and the hammer to my left is a tempting option, but I know i'll only regret it. im about to give up.
naah, Fu$k it, im gonna flip out
can anybody help a brotha out?