Grant me the serenity to rescribe the panels I cannot change,
The courage to scratch build the things I cannot accept,
And the wisdom to hide the bodies of the rivet counters
I had to kill today because they pissed me off.
And help me to remember...
When I'm having a really bad day,
And it seems that people are trying to correct my paint colors,
That it takes 42 muscles to frown
And only 4 to extend my middle finger and tell them to bite
me.