Today was a typical day. The foreman (remember him?) farted on a red shop rag and threw it in my face. Everyone thought that was pretty funny. I guess it always is as long as it's not at your expense. Had I made a stand, it would have been me that was in the wrong. How long must one be the passive victim before the case for justifiable homicide kicks in? Some people only live because it's illegal to kill them. Anyway, let this be entered into the record in case some day I need to prove harassment. Incident ocurred about 6:45 am this day.
It only reinforces my determination to go back out west and see the MO state line in my rear view mirror for the last time. If this is the callibre of people you can expect to find in this godforsaken state, then FUCK YOU MISSOURI and the fucking missouri mule you rode in on. Nevada is a superior state.
I got my coil and crankcase ventilator degreased and hope to get a shot of paint on both later tonight when I arise to do my other gig. What matters is I did make improvement on Ole Red and did not let a day go by without doing so. I won an ebay auction http://cgi.ebay.com/ws/eBayISAPI.dll?ViewItem&item=290036134131 and this item will go on the rear license part of Ole Red so that all may see my true loyalty. Now if I can just get vanity plates.............HDN4NV
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