Ohhhh!!! The joy of running a Weedeater. First I hit a fresh pile of dog crap and splatter my face then after deciding not to kill the dogs I continue on like a good husband and father should. Then I stick the head of the Weedeater in a freggin hornets nest. If you look closely you will notice my orange Bob the builder safety helmet is laying at the bottom of the large bank. Unfortunately when the hornets entered the safety helmet from the rear and starting using my head and neck for target practice, I decided to idiotically flop my big fat ass off the bank and roll. Just so you know, cursing and screaming like a girl at the top of your lungs doesnt make the bees stop. By the way, hows your day going?
Posted on: Thu, 28 Aug 2014 18:27:53 +0000