I SWEAR TO GOD my grandpa's cousin Phil WAS Mr. Magoo. He was a freakin' HOOT.
Oh come on, its a good story. Full of bald faced hornets, pecker poles, hidden holes, mexican fire crews, lack of communication, crazy ditzy women and pain killers. Oh and I did get released from the local hospital without crutches.
Oh come on, its a good story.
Demerol is some potent stuff though.
Never did like to null the feeling.
I know the Rasmussen's good people, I might even know the Snyder lady... sounds familiar. I'd like to see some pictures or at least some road names/numbers that they say are sliding off the mountains... for the life of me cant think of any that are in danger of collapse, at least not in the Darrington Granite Falls area, a few that could use some grading, and a couple of culverts that could be cleaned out...
I always heard they just cut yer shoes and pants off if you got in a bad accident, and busted up yer legs, well few years ago, I did just that (drunk hit and run...) so everything is going fine I'm mostly calm a little pissed about being left for dead but I'll live... The EMT slices up my pant leg and then starts jerking on the laces of my boot, they had already duct taped my head to the back board.
I sat straight up and took a swing at her, hollering somethink about just cut the $^^$#^@$$@^^$@$^@$^@#$^R%^&&(%&*(% laces you *&(^%*%^&@$%^ ignorant ^*$^&&*#%@$@ %%0re
They told the ER people that I was combative, gee I wonder why...
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