the dangers of hounding
the dangers of hounding
Here's one for you to laugh at. I'm out front of the barn welding a broken axle and decided to finish up some dog leashes and chains. Well I'm half way through feeling productive and all when I get hit and thrown across the front of the barn wondering what the hell was that big and mad at me? I mean it disconnected my wits. What little I claim to have. Well I staggered about peaking suspiciously around the truck and everything. It finally dawned on me I'd heard the wind pick up and was fighting the shielding gas at the time I was molested. So I went back to the front. "I'm kinda slow and traveled a good distance looking for my trespasser". And there's the barn door swinging slowly back and forth. What a argument for one of those light weight roll up jobs. Big steel and wood doors are outdated anyway.