Epic Fail
Nov 8th, 2009 by funkmasterg8
Dammit. I think I might seriously have to wait for this to dry up to get my tractor out, and that could be months.
Dammit. I think I might seriously have to wait for this to dry up to get my tractor out, and that could be months.
That’s a cool looking tractor. Is it from the distant space-future of the 1930’s?
it sort of does have that retro-future thing going on… it’s a 50’s model tho
god damn, this pic does not even show how very fucking un-get-outable it is right now
Guirrel is checking into the equipment rental place tomorrow for a standalone wench
do they make standalone wenches?
1. Why were you shredding a creek bed?
2. There isn’t any vegetation in that creek bed anyway – why did you take the tractor down into it?
3. Did you paint the tractor?
another tractor! Geezz how hard is that?
The creek is the only way I can get to the back half of the property. it went through to the back just fine but coming back, this happened.
I did not paint the tractor.
On another note, Grub did paint his wagon. But the wagon is not stuck in the mud. And really there is no wagon. The wagon is a myth.
I do, however, call the wind “Mariah”.
The rain is “Tess”, the fire’s “Jo”.
That looks like you need a tractor to come and pull you out. I had a tractor pull me out once. Oh yea, you were there. I was cold and found my brother “groping” some girl who wasn’t his girlfriend later that morning.
Still wasn’t as bad as the time I was with Joey walking down the highway at 7:00am with bottle of whiskey in one hand and a shotgun in the other still drunk from the night before. It was absolutely assured that we wouldn’t get a ride from anyone.
Was that the night/day that you wound up breaking into my neighbor’s camper and sleeping in there and stealing their Buddah?
Oh yeah, and the night that Grundle’s truck got stuck and it probably hit the 20’s that night and he slept up in the cab and I had to sleep in the bed with just the seat cover for a blanket, some time that night he actually asked me if I’d give him the seat cover.
All this because Seeth wouldn’t let us sleep in his floor.
Anyway, we got the tractor out with comealongs, and by “we”, I mean mainly Guirrel.
I had nothing to do with that night. It began and ended without my knowledge. I did end up with a wax copy of a stolen Buddha, which is still prominently displayed in my parent’s living room.
I’ve still got some of them somewhere. I never did cast one in bronze, probably because I am lazy.
o yea one time i paid Uncle Dave off for something I owed him in wax buddas