Beckerstone National Snark.....CHAT

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Good to have ya back Thrill! It hasn't been as entertaining around here without having your comments to read! Are ya back home. If so you should of had something in the mail waiting for ya!

nah, Im still out in BFE, cussing and fighting with this satellite internet. Driving me crazy!


I'm slowly whipping my order list's arse today.....taking a A/C break.


As for the package, I should go get all my mail Sunday, so I shall fondle and gloat then!
 
The square bales are pretty rare around here, but every once in a while you'll see it. Haven't had to buck bales yet, but I'd try it once.
 
The square bales are pretty rare around here, but every once in a while you'll see it. Haven't had to buck bales yet, but I'd try it once.

I will walk u thru it mentally so ya aint got to,

scene- hayfield, no shade...usually sloped as hell.

Walk about 10 miles
get sunburn, heatstroke, posion ivy and posion oak, arms scratched into hamburger frim ur wrists to ur elbows. Fingers and palms rubbed raw from coarse hay twine. eyes bloodshot and watery from the dust particles and never-ending burning rays of sunshine. So thirsty you HAVE to drink, then throw up as the cold water hits your stomach.


and that's the EASY part. Then ya have to go into the barn, a stifling oven of heat...without ANY moving air....and either throw the bales 8' over your head into the loft, or work IN the loft directly under the metal roof....slowly roasting as you drag the bales into posisition while choking and hacking thru cracked parched lips in the swirling haze of dust and hay chaff.
 
and I didn't even mention the best parts. Getting a 75 pound bale up to eye-level and having a copperhead look out at ya...

or getting a bale up over your head to have the strings break and all the loose hay cascade over your head and down your shirt.

Or grabbing the bales that have cactus pods mixed in.....driving about a jillion needles in your hands and arms.

Or loading an entire trailer 20' high..then having the driver hit a creek approach wrong and tumble all of that labor back onto the ground....



Hauling hay is the worst job I have ever done LOL
 
I will walk u thru it mentally so ya aint got to,

scene- hayfield, no shade...usually sloped as hell.

Walk about 10 miles
get sunburn, heatstroke, posion ivy and posion oak, arms scratched into hamburger frim ur wrists to ur elbows. Fingers and palms rubbed raw from coarse hay twine. eyes bloodshot and watery from the dust particles and never-ending burning rays of sunshine. So thirsty you HAVE to drink, then throw up as the cold water hits your stomach.


and that's the EASY part. Then ya have to go into the barn, a stifling oven of heat...without ANY moving air....and either throw the bales 8' over your head into the loft, or work IN the loft directly under the metal roof....slowly roasting as you drag the bales into posisition while choking and hacking thru cracked parched lips in the swirling haze of dust and hay chaff.

Ouch. I think I'll stay in the timber.:p
 
and I didn't even mention the best parts. Getting a 75 pound bale up to eye-level and having a copperhead look out at ya...

or getting a bale up over your head to have the strings break and all the loose hay cascade over your head and down your shirt.

Or grabbing the bales that have cactus pods mixed in.....driving about a jillion needles in your hands and arms.

Or loading an entire trailer 20' high..then having the driver hit a creek approach wrong and tumble all of that labor back onto the ground....



Hauling hay is the worst job I have ever done LOL

you seem pretty beat up about that...here's a picture of a cat taking a dump on a toilet to cheer you up

cat-toilet-training-tips.jpg
 
Well at least your not bitter about it Thrill. Haha!
 
Dammit, thrillbilly, you got me all misty eyed. I'm going to drive south till I find a farmer who needs some hay hauled.
 
you seem pretty beat up about that...here's a picture of a cat taking a dump on a toilet to cheer you up

Is that your cat GB? That's great. I never was a cat person but my wife has a cat. Its a long hair that weighs 27lbs. The ONLY thing its good for is turnin food into sh!t! My wife, in her constant quest to annoy me has stratigically placed his litter box in the laundry room which is unfortunataly only 10ft. From where I sleep. My point is. The cat knows I hate him so he waits till I'm asleep to launch a deuce! The stinch wakes me up. Its dreadfull. How do you train them to do that?
 
I aint bitter. Just nostalgic for the good ol days when I was actually good-sized and dumb enuff to do whatever I was told I couldn't.

I am tiny and weak now....I need to hit the gym or find a real job lol, working inside for 4 years about ruint me.


I can remember when I would work all day and then drive 25 miles to get into a good fight or some good f***in....now I will watch whatever channel is on the TV just becuz I dont wanna roll over on the couch to reach the remote LOL this getting old stuff sucks, I reccomend against it.
 
Don't know about you, but that always cheers me up.

Daizee is pleased.

Catface hasn't figured this out yet.
The pot in the picture appears to have a training toilet on it for the cat. There's one called 'citykitty'.
 
you seem pretty beat up about that...here's a picture of a cat taking a dump on a toilet to cheer you up

Is that your cat GB? That's great. How do you train them to do that?

No not my cat, I hate a cat...but a picture of a cat dropping the kids off at the pool is freakin awesome!

I have 2 pugs and a chiuahahawaahoweverthehellyouspellit...One of my pugs is probably legally retarded, he would get a "special" check in the mail every month if he was a human, the other pug is badass...she's old and doesnt take any crap...and finally thanks to my wife and daughters, my miniature Chiuaua is gay...
 
I looked into training our cat to do that way back when. Basically, you progressively push the litter box closer to the toilet, then you progressively raise it (phonebooks or something under it), then you leave it there for a bit, then remove the box and cover the toilet bowl with cling wrap, lower the seat, and pour some litter into it, then poke a small hole into it. Eventually you widen the hole until you don't need the cling wrap anymore and then you are (allegedly) good to go. Takes several weeks I think, but it is a heck of a way to save on litter and cat stank.
 
I looked into training our cat to do that way back when. Basically, you progressively push the litter box closer to the toilet, then you progressively raise it (phonebooks or something under it), then you leave it there for a bit, then remove the box and cover the toilet bowl with cling wrap, lower the seat, and pour some litter into it, then poke a small hole into it. Eventually you widen the hole until you don't need the cling wrap anymore and then you are (allegedly) good to go. Takes several weeks I think, but it is a heck of a way to save on litter and cat stank.


Heck of a way to kill time too! A bonus would be if the cat fell in.
 
I looked into training our cat to do that way back when. Basically, you progressively push the litter box closer to the toilet, then you progressively raise it (phonebooks or something under it), then you leave it there for a bit, then remove the box and cover the toilet bowl with cling wrap, lower the seat, and pour some litter into it, then poke a small hole into it. Eventually you widen the hole until you don't need the cling wrap anymore and then you are (allegedly) good to go. Takes several weeks I think, but it is a heck of a way to save on litter and cat stank.

and it gives you someone to blame when you forget to flush...
 
.22LR would be faster and easier. :D


The tricky part aint teaching them to use the toilet, the tricky part is teching them to FLUSH.

according to ''Meet The Fockers''
 
.22LR would be faster and easier. :D


The tricky part aint teaching them to use the toilet, the tricky part is teching them to FLUSH.

according to ''Meet The Fockers''

hell, its damn near as hard to teach my kids to flush....at least a couple times a week I go to the bathroom and see a little chocolate surprise waiting for me...
 
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