What a day to wear that thong....

jt

Last fall we were moving a combine about 25 miles. Well it wasn't going so well. I must have climbed up and down that ladder a dozen times before we got started. About 2 miles into the trip I had to do it again because something needed adjusting??? Anyway on the trip down my foot slipped and I had to stretch some muscle to keep from landing on my face. My poor old work jeans just were not up to the task. I ripped them out from the knee, up through the crotch, clear up to the top of the pocket. Talk about drafty. The best part was when I sat down there was no way to conceal the fact I was basically wearing my skivvies. For 20 some miles every car that passed got a show (me sitting behind a big glass winder). A neighbor that had passed actually called my home and left me a message, still laughing, that that was the funniest thing he ever seen going down the road and the fact that everything thing I was wearing was dark except for the bright white undies meant you couldn’t miss it……

I hate it when that happens.

Gary