Before I can properly explain to you what happened to the temperature control I need to fill you in on the backstory.
- It all started about eight weeks ago when my sibling Ed got kicked out by her wife.
I won’t get into the details, but basically she got tired of Ed’s crap as well as provided him the outdated heave-ho. I was dumb enough to let Ed stay on my couch. Ed said it would be for a couple of nights, but six weeks later she was still here! Ed as well as I have always been quite combative as well as competitive siblings, so when Ed started messing with my temperature controls I called him out for it. This is my place, as well as I got to decide what the temperature control settings should be. If Ed didn’t like it she could leave. Over the weekend Ed and I both had a few beers as well as watched the sizable game, as well as then my good friend and I saw Ed decreasing the temperature control again. That was the final straw, as well as I told him to never touch the temperature control again. Ed grinned as well as said “or else what” as well as touched the temperature control yet again! Ed expected me to hit him, but instead I squared off as well as punched the temperature controls so hard they shattered as well as fell off the wall. That’s right, I was so angry that I hit the temperature controls, because I feared that I would send my idiot sibling to the hospital if I punched him with so much anger. I told Ed that next time her face would take the punch instead of the temperature controls, as well as told him to get out of my house.