lol. that is pretty funny. heres another good one
Arthur Davidson, of the Harley Davidson Motorcycle Corporation, dies
and goes to heaven. At the gates, St. Peter tells Davidson, "Well, you've
been such a good guy and your motorcycles have changed the world. As a
reward, you can hang out with anyone you want to in Heaven." Davidson
thinks about it and says, "I wanna hang out with God, Himself." The
be-feathered fellow at the Gates takes Arthur to the Throne Room and
introduces him to God. Arthur then asks God, "Hey, aren't you the
inventor of Woman?" God says, "Ah, yes." "Well," says Davidson, "You
have some major design flaws in your invention:
1. There's too much front end protrusion
2. It chatters at high speeds
3. The rear end wobbles too much, and
4. The intake is placed too close to the exhaust."
"Hmmm..." replies God, "hold on."
God goes to the Celestial Supercomputer, types in a few keystrokes, and
waits for the result. The computer prints out a slip of paper and God
reads it.
"It may be that my invention is flawed," God replies to Arthur Davidson,
"but according to My Computer, more people are riding my invention than
yours."

 

 

I still think it's funny Fox News isn't allowed to broadcast in Canada. (Because they're so full of ****, but I love the Family Guy)

 

They aren't? That's farking HILARIOUS!

 

^That's good.

I tried finding the thong and cleavage thread and there was nothing.

 

I'd rather watch Fox then MSNBC.

They get their **** wrong ALL the time.....


Benghazi video? yeah....remember that? lmao

 

Well since we are in story sharing mode right now, here's an actual life occurence.

We were doing hay, I think it was first cutting. That year we got a very late first cutting but alot of bales (2200). The guy who was baling ran out of hay racks to put hay on and so started dropping them on the ground. So we just unhitched the Ram and drove out in th pasture with me and two other guys throwing into and stacking bales in the bed (remember this is the 8ft box). Well we had it 7 or 8 bales high in the truck bed and just stacked to past the wheel wells. The two guys sat down on the tailgate for the ride to the other part of the pasture. I was gonna sit down until I saw the bales waving in the air. I went and leaned up against them to steady the stack. The on guy looks back because he didn't see me, and when he DID see me, he said with the most solemn face, "I put my life in your hands!"... Well needless to say I had two men rush to help hold the unsteady stack LOL ROFL... We got a few more bales in the bed (we reached the other side of the land), and were riding back to the trailer now. The guy who said that oh so funny thing before, looks at me and winks. He had a piece of hay in his mouth and his friend tells him "quit it"... This guy says to his friend (who was just entering college to become a psychologist {yikes!}), "I eat a bowlful every morning!"... Course I started howling with laughter while the poor psychologist-to-be looks at us like we lost our minds... Remember, that grain IS a grass!... 2 years later the psychologist-in-study helped us do bales again... I asked him if his friend was still eating a bowlful of grass every morning... He looks at me for a few seconds, then remembered and said, "Oh YEAH".... LOL Just one of my infinite amount of great memories from haydays...

 

^^ Ur post mad me ROFL.

 

Throwing hay with guys other than your family is always fun.
Especially when you meet new people and have a good time in the pasture.

 

Vdub, Mad you?

Dodge dued94, Hay days are the absolute BEST times around here... I have at least 25 more stories to tell that y'all will enjoy... So over time I will post them here... Including the top-rated story about the time the "driveshaft broke"... Or rather it was the unheard of...