You forgot the fact that we are both drunker the The Pope stoned on Jesus Juice (My boy is much Mellower on Jager than JD), we're both smoking UNFILTERED cigarettes AND I blow the smoke in his face, I have him carrying my assault weapon (only you leftists seem to know what those are) which happens to be locked and loaded (I may fix the safety on it someday), the HST has a habit of sticking WFO at the most in opportune times, the brakes, um, well, are broke, the mower deck is so rotten I have duct tape holding the spindles in place, Neither of us have sun screen on, I only mow during the Ides Of March but only if there is a severe lightening storm going on, Screw 540 RPM, I pin it, and I mow crossways on a 78 degree incline with the ROPS down with my seatbelt ON, AND I'm hauling a broken Greyhound bus from my 3pth in the RAISED position. I mow fast because he has an easier time treadmilling (blindfolded, of course) on the drive tires.
Did I miss anything? Not feeling real creative this morning.
I'm amazed how many of these self righteous posts by alarmists and those whose reflexes are somewhere in the thirty second range, feel that just because they can imagine Jason attacking them, a 747 falling from the sky, or the ground is going to open up (Yup, had someone say that to me) while mowing, feel none of the rest of us can handle life without their guidance.
Enjoy your bubblewrap lifestyle.
(Now where did that **** kid and his distempered rottweiler go again?)
Bubblewrap
Great post. :thumbsup:
I have said before. The kids need to have their knee pads and helmets on and locked in a rubber room until they are 18. Then we can start more threads on how worthless young adults are these days.