Faster horses
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...and?
tell us the rest of the story. You're here, so you must have gotten home...
tell us the rest of the story. You're here, so you must have gotten home...
Blue Monday Moment, January 21, 2008
- Thread starter Soapweed
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lazy ace
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I never have to worry too much my brother has a habit of driving around with the windows open. :roll:
have a cold one
lazy ace
have a cold one
lazy ace
Soapweed
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lazy ace said:
When I was a kid, we had a hired hand that wasn't in the habit of taking a bath too often. One time, Dad was driving and this fellow was riding in the passenger seat of the pickup. It always seems to me, if the driver's side window is open, it is the passenger who benefits most from the cold air coming through that window. This was happening and the hired hand said, "Bob, could you roll that window up. It is getting cold in here." My ornery dad replied, "If you would ever take a bath, I could."
sic 'em reds
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Funny that you posted this predicament Soapweed. Not that you got stuck, but because I was in somewhat the same predicament. I had to wait about 1/2 hour until I could get some assistance.
BTW, I really like that truck your son brought out. A good work truck like that is hard to find around here, they're all too beat up sitting in the junk yard.
Had about 40 feet to go, but the drift's were too tough.
Wish I was still enjoying this sunset in Hawaii
BTW, I really like that truck your son brought out. A good work truck like that is hard to find around here, they're all too beat up sitting in the junk yard.
Had about 40 feet to go, but the drift's were too tough.
Wish I was still enjoying this sunset in Hawaii
The worst case of locking doors was with my wife about 5 years ago.
When she called me to unlock her van I was about 8 miles away but it was a warm sunny day so she was in no danger while I came.
About two hours later when she called to tell me she had locked her keys in the van for the second time that day I was slower to respond but let her in and made some silly remark that I'm sure I regretted.
About an hour later when she had locked her keys in the car for the third time in the same day I was not happy. When I told her how dumb it was to do this three times in one day she got really mad and threw a fit - - - -I think this was just to put me off guard but I have only had to rescue her once since.
When she called me to unlock her van I was about 8 miles away but it was a warm sunny day so she was in no danger while I came.
About two hours later when she called to tell me she had locked her keys in the van for the second time that day I was slower to respond but let her in and made some silly remark that I'm sure I regretted.
About an hour later when she had locked her keys in the car for the third time in the same day I was not happy. When I told her how dumb it was to do this three times in one day she got really mad and threw a fit - - - -I think this was just to put me off guard but I have only had to rescue her once since.
EmptyPockets
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Sorry about your cold ordeal Soapweed. Your pictures tell such a good story that I felt like I was right there also. It struck me to write a poem about things that might have possibly been going thru your mind. Here's how I pictured it.
The Blue Monday
When he opened the door and stepped outside
His left foot encountered a chip
He grabbed the door to be stable once more
And chuckled about his near slip
He shut the gate walked back to his rig
And gave out a disgusted shout
For he just learned, much to his dismay
That he had gone, and locked himself out!
So there he was a ways from home
With a wind chill near -20 below
He said to himself this can't get much worse......
About then it started to snow.
He reached in his pocket and pulled out a phone
Dear God let there please be a bar.
Cause it's pretty darn cold and I'm a bit embarrassed
And don't want to walk that far.
He huddled against an old windbreak
And kept moving and wiggling his toes
Last thing he needed is frost bite now
To add to his stack of woes
Then out of the cold, a roar he did hear
And like a ghost they suddenly appeared
Inside were two kids with sh$t eating grins
Especially the one with a light beard
Out they jumped with the tools of their trade
With some wire and a bar they began poken
Within a few seconds they gave out a shout
And his pickup door swung wide open
Anything else you need for us to do,
Trust me it won't be no bother.
He looked him in the eyes and said, "Yea son,
Just make sure you don't tell your mother!"
:wink: :wink:
The Blue Monday
When he opened the door and stepped outside
His left foot encountered a chip
He grabbed the door to be stable once more
And chuckled about his near slip
He shut the gate walked back to his rig
And gave out a disgusted shout
For he just learned, much to his dismay
That he had gone, and locked himself out!
So there he was a ways from home
With a wind chill near -20 below
He said to himself this can't get much worse......
About then it started to snow.
He reached in his pocket and pulled out a phone
Dear God let there please be a bar.
Cause it's pretty darn cold and I'm a bit embarrassed
And don't want to walk that far.
He huddled against an old windbreak
And kept moving and wiggling his toes
Last thing he needed is frost bite now
To add to his stack of woes
Then out of the cold, a roar he did hear
And like a ghost they suddenly appeared
Inside were two kids with sh$t eating grins
Especially the one with a light beard
Out they jumped with the tools of their trade
With some wire and a bar they began poken
Within a few seconds they gave out a shout
And his pickup door swung wide open
Anything else you need for us to do,
Trust me it won't be no bother.
He looked him in the eyes and said, "Yea son,
Just make sure you don't tell your mother!"
:wink: :wink:
Jassy
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Perfect poem Empty Pockets...you nailed it good!
Soapweed
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That is really good, Empty Pockets. You nailed it.
I will copy that off to remind me that if a feller is dumb, and a stumble bum, he'd darn sure either better dress warm or be tough.
Thank you for your efforts.
P.S. I just called up my son and read it to him. He said, "I love it. That is as good a poem as I've ever heard."
I will copy that off to remind me that if a feller is dumb, and a stumble bum, he'd darn sure either better dress warm or be tough.
Thank you for your efforts.
P.S. I just called up my son and read it to him. He said, "I love it. That is as good a poem as I've ever heard."
Hanta Yo
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You "poem'd" it just right, EmptyPockets! :!:
I was at the Post Office in Musselshell, (a 16 mile trip from our house) in the middle of winter to pick up our mail. I left the truck running with our Corgi in it. I go in, pick up the mail, go back to open the pickup door :!: Locked out! The dog jumped on the controls for the electric door lock and locked me out. Luckily, our pickup was an older model (1997) and it had that little triangle window...so the Postmaster gave me a clothes hanger and I was able to get it through the triangle window and push the button to unlock the doors.... it only happened to me once...ask sw how many times the same thing happened to him :roll: :wink:
We were also at a function in Roundup with the same pickup, same dog in it and someone said there was a pickup in the middle of the street....come to find out our Corgi, running back and forth on the front seat (the truck has stick shift) knocked it into neutral and the truck rolled into the street. Luckily it didn't hit anything as we were at the end of the curb :shock:
Now we have 2 Corgis, double trouble, so we just take the keys, and put on the emergency brake :wink: :wink:
I was at the Post Office in Musselshell, (a 16 mile trip from our house) in the middle of winter to pick up our mail. I left the truck running with our Corgi in it. I go in, pick up the mail, go back to open the pickup door :!: Locked out! The dog jumped on the controls for the electric door lock and locked me out. Luckily, our pickup was an older model (1997) and it had that little triangle window...so the Postmaster gave me a clothes hanger and I was able to get it through the triangle window and push the button to unlock the doors.... it only happened to me once...ask sw how many times the same thing happened to him :roll: :wink:
We were also at a function in Roundup with the same pickup, same dog in it and someone said there was a pickup in the middle of the street....come to find out our Corgi, running back and forth on the front seat (the truck has stick shift) knocked it into neutral and the truck rolled into the street. Luckily it didn't hit anything as we were at the end of the curb :shock:
Now we have 2 Corgis, double trouble, so we just take the keys, and put on the emergency brake :wink: :wink:
Just to chime in here, if you have electric windows and door locks, I know two people here who have lost their dogs when they have gotten out to open a gate or whatever with the window down and the dog jumps on the armrest and rolls the window up with the dogs head outside. Not pretty. Ranch trucks should not have any of these "city folk features", but you cannot hardly find a ranch truck, we are less than 2% of the buying population so most everything is made for the "urban dewellers". Nailed EmptyPockets
