StealthDump
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I was grading a million dollar house when "old Joe" the gardener threw a can of gas on the brush pile in a 15-25MPH wind. He bent down to light it with a bic and it practically exploded. Joe jumped back, started shaking his head, got into his beat up station wagon, with the mower handles sticking out the back, and LEFT. I'm the only one left on the property with this huge bonfire blowing towards the woods. Oh great, the neighbors are gonna call the fire dept. and I'll be standing here looking like an idiot. I ran for the hose, and it was naturally about 50 feet short. Ran around the house looking for more hose, no luck. Nobody home, no cell phone, and truck hooked to the equipment trailer. I decided the best thing I could do was get the tractor over there and at least act like I was watching it when the fire trucks show up. I figured there was no way the neighbors wouldn't be making a call.
15 minutes later the fire started to die down, my panic level went down with it, and Joe pulls in the driveway. I was gonna lay into that idiot.
"Where the **** did you go? What the **** are you doing lighting this fire on a day like this with the wind blowing?"
"I had to go home and change, had a wet fart"
Man, I laughed so hard I almost had a wet fart.
15 minutes later the fire started to die down, my panic level went down with it, and Joe pulls in the driveway. I was gonna lay into that idiot.
"Where the **** did you go? What the **** are you doing lighting this fire on a day like this with the wind blowing?"
"I had to go home and change, had a wet fart"
Man, I laughed so hard I almost had a wet fart.