Grin
ArboristSite Member
...Ok, I've got to tell Y'All the truth about Ol' Murph......
I know he can't help it, but he is a complete and total failure as a South Georgia RedNeck....
I pulled up to his house and thought I was at the wrong place!
His yard is beautifully landscaped and all perfectly cut grass.....( where's the dirt?)
The home is perfect, three dormers, nice big home , and again everything very nice and pretty (where;s the unpainted wood?)
?? Where's the tin roof?.....Where's the old car and truck on blocks? Where's the Old tires painted white around the shrubs???
Why can't I find any junk any where? ( except what he sold me later)....
This place is more of a country estate than a respectable Redneck home place.
Right behind the house is a beautiful pool complete with lots of nice cool deck......right out the back door and very nice!!
Then there's his fully equipped and well organized work shop.....complete with all the chain saws hanging organized from hooks.....
.....parts everywhere and again perfectly organized.....It's absolutely sickening!!
The "Workshop" is cleaner than most respectable RedNeck's kitchen.....(what's wrong with this guy?)
I quickly decided that the next time I go to see him, I'm gonna have to wash and wax my Tundra, Put on nice clean clothes, take a bath, put on clean clothes and even maybe brush mmy teeth !!
......Then Ol' Murph breaks out about 10 or 15 saws and expects me to cut his firewood for him....claiming to let me "try out" the various saws....(thank you very much Tom Sawyer)
By the time he's worn me out.....I'm ready to buy just about any piece of junk he wants to get rid of, just to get out of there and go home and rest!!
He has all these really nice saws that I like, but doesn't want to sell anything decent....especially the good Huskys!!
He's been taught and programmed by Troll....." No that Husky ain't for sale".....I'm gonna keep that one!
"I want that one" "No".....I want That Husky 372...No....How 'bout that 346.....No......what about that 375....NO....
.......Well what then.....How about one of these ol' wore out piece of S### Stihls that No body wants......
"How would you like this Stihl that was run over by a bulldozer....I put it back together with duct tape and bailing wire.....
OK. OK, OK, just let me outta here .....I'll take that "trash can" 362.....cost me and arm and a leg, and I'm not sure it will even crank!! Looks like something from the stone ages...
.....As I was driving off, He felt so guilty, he actually offered to come to my house and help me cut my 2 big Oaks....
I'm now holding my breath 'til he shows up....!!
I know he can't help it, but he is a complete and total failure as a South Georgia RedNeck....
I pulled up to his house and thought I was at the wrong place!
His yard is beautifully landscaped and all perfectly cut grass.....( where's the dirt?)
The home is perfect, three dormers, nice big home , and again everything very nice and pretty (where;s the unpainted wood?)
?? Where's the tin roof?.....Where's the old car and truck on blocks? Where's the Old tires painted white around the shrubs???
Why can't I find any junk any where? ( except what he sold me later)....
This place is more of a country estate than a respectable Redneck home place.
Right behind the house is a beautiful pool complete with lots of nice cool deck......right out the back door and very nice!!
Then there's his fully equipped and well organized work shop.....complete with all the chain saws hanging organized from hooks.....
.....parts everywhere and again perfectly organized.....It's absolutely sickening!!
The "Workshop" is cleaner than most respectable RedNeck's kitchen.....(what's wrong with this guy?)
I quickly decided that the next time I go to see him, I'm gonna have to wash and wax my Tundra, Put on nice clean clothes, take a bath, put on clean clothes and even maybe brush mmy teeth !!
......Then Ol' Murph breaks out about 10 or 15 saws and expects me to cut his firewood for him....claiming to let me "try out" the various saws....(thank you very much Tom Sawyer)
By the time he's worn me out.....I'm ready to buy just about any piece of junk he wants to get rid of, just to get out of there and go home and rest!!
He has all these really nice saws that I like, but doesn't want to sell anything decent....especially the good Huskys!!
He's been taught and programmed by Troll....." No that Husky ain't for sale".....I'm gonna keep that one!
"I want that one" "No".....I want That Husky 372...No....How 'bout that 346.....No......what about that 375....NO....
.......Well what then.....How about one of these ol' wore out piece of S### Stihls that No body wants......
"How would you like this Stihl that was run over by a bulldozer....I put it back together with duct tape and bailing wire.....
OK. OK, OK, just let me outta here .....I'll take that "trash can" 362.....cost me and arm and a leg, and I'm not sure it will even crank!! Looks like something from the stone ages...
.....As I was driving off, He felt so guilty, he actually offered to come to my house and help me cut my 2 big Oaks....
I'm now holding my breath 'til he shows up....!!