He always made me feel welcome !!!
Man you must b e special he never worn them for meYep especially when you shave it .
Not to mention the Tie Dye underwear.
Good man!Afternoon, Lady and Gents. Got up at the asscrack of dawn to re-plow the driveway and road so the Pullet could get to work. Figured while I was at it, I'd go ahead and plow everybody that I plowed yesterday 'cause we got another 4" or so plus the drifts. Got the local neighbors done, headed over to the old hood to do my favorite neighbor that's got health problems, and noticed I'd missed one yesterday. Got it slammed, went over to my childhood friend's place to do his (a really long U shaped driveway), and his kid (34) is out there with a shovel. Kid screwed his back up in an accident when he was in his late teens. He sure was happy to let me take over.
Got home, put my jammies back on, and looked out the window and saw a neighbor that I'd never plowed before shoveling around his vehicles. Shoot. Pull the pants back on, fire up the Jeep, and pull in his driveway. I cocked my head in a "need help" position, and he smiled and beckoned me to pull up. Told him to hop in and show me where to go. Only took five minutes tops. It would have taken him hours.
Went back home, climbed into my jammies again, and my phone goes off. It's the wife of an old drinking buddy that I hadn't seen in two years. She asks me how much I'd charge to plow 'em out, 'cause they were snowbound. Their driveway is a snakey mess about a third of a mile long. He'd been through multiple surgeries in the last year (heart, gallbladder, two hernias, and he'd just fallen and busted a rib). Shoot. Put my clothes back on and out the door I go.
Had to do his driveway in 4 wheel low. Man, was that thing plugged. No way he'd have gotten out. He offered cash. I refused. Made me feel good that in a pinch, he knew he could count on me.
Get back home (again), go to jack the feet back up on the plow, squat down, fall on my fanny, but luckily, a aluminum siding nail sticking out of the plywood siding stopped my head from hitting the wood. Ouch.
Jammies back on and talking to my cyber friends. What a day.
I need a nap after reading your post !Afternoon, Lady and Gents. Got up at the asscrack of dawn to re-plow the driveway and road so the Pullet could get to work. Figured while I was at it, I'd go ahead and plow everybody that I plowed yesterday 'cause we got another 4" or so plus the drifts. Got the local neighbors done, headed over to the old hood to do my favorite neighbor that's got health problems, and noticed I'd missed one yesterday. Got it slammed, went over to my childhood friend's place to do his (a really long U shaped driveway), and his kid (34) is out there with a shovel. Kid screwed his back up in an accident when he was in his late teens. He sure was happy to let me take over.
Got home, put my jammies back on, and looked out the window and saw a neighbor that I'd never plowed before shoveling around his vehicles. Shoot. Pull the pants back on, fire up the Jeep, and pull in his driveway. I cocked my head in a "need help" position, and he smiled and beckoned me to pull up. Told him to hop in and show me where to go. Only took five minutes tops. It would have taken him hours.
Went back home, climbed into my jammies again, and my phone goes off. It's the wife of an old drinking buddy that I hadn't seen in two years. She asks me how much I'd charge to plow 'em out, 'cause they were snowbound. Their driveway is a snakey mess about a third of a mile long. He'd been through multiple surgeries in the last year (heart, gallbladder, two hernias, and he'd just fallen and busted a rib). Shoot. Put my clothes back on and out the door I go.
Had to do his driveway in 4 wheel low. Man, was that thing plugged. No way he'd have gotten out. He offered cash. I refused. Made me feel good that in a pinch, he knew he could count on me.
Get back home (again), go to jack the feet back up on the plow, squat down, fall on my fanny, but luckily, a aluminum siding nail sticking out of the plywood siding stopped my head from hitting the wood. Ouch.
Jammies back on and talking to my cyber friends. What a day.
ONE THING I DO KNOW IS THERE IS MUCH I DON'T KNOW ...We are so Lucky we have a Great Crew here
Most Forums they attack each other and try to always be the one who knows it all.
My *** was never considered cute ....lucky SOBThat, and my cute ***, right?
where?Giggy beat me.
You need tires that big now a days to navigate the deep Bullship going on today ...
To the punchwhere?
Tanks God thought tings got serious ...To the punch
I have just that short one for the space. On that one I have a Es180 from green sunshine co. My 2x4 was ordered to use upstairs till I got the ok to put all my tents in the basement. That one I have a vs300 electric sky but 60 something . If I knew then what I know now with my Mrs I would have gotten a 2x4x6 foot. My 3x3 is 6 foot. I wish I could get a 8 foot tent. I was used to rooms you could walk in so I am not into crawling around a 5x5.I hope you have flat lights, I'd fry my plants without 8' tents...the photontek600 made a world of difference with clearances...
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