In approach of that day, one of the supervisors found a 10 hour loop of that song on youtube and played it in his office. Anybody who went in there looking for him had their ears assaulted until they decided they'd had enough and left.
We have a pullet like the black and white one in that video! Looks just like her. Stupid bird can't see where she's going and runs into stuff all the time. Freaks completely out if you reach down and touch her. Also have a white one and a grey one, same breed. Polish Crested. Crappy layers, too small for fryers, but they're so ugly they're cute, and they make the missus happy. Happy wife, happy life.![]()
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My former wife was barely 5'0" ... To make her feel better, I'd jokingly say I was only 4'25" ... !
That’s got to suck. He is lucky it didn’t tip over sideways before it went over the edge.
It sucks, and for some reason time doesn't slow down and instead accelerates for the guy on the tractor--it must be a quantum space-time continuum thing. It's so bad I keep my hand under the FEL control instead of on it so I know which way to move it (it's the only direction I can move it), not that I don't know how to operate the thing, but for some reason it's like being in The Twilight Zone where rational reasoning was left in another dimension.That’s got to suck. He is lucky it didn’t tip over sideways before it went over the edge.
I’m not sure how his sphincter turned the seat loose long enough for him to bail out. Brings a whole new meaning to clinching.That’s got to suck. He is lucky it didn’t tip over sideways before it went over the edge.
Never rolled one sideways, but ran my share of 8N’s off a creek bank. Ok, one 8N, but lots of high pucker moments. The rear dif and the PTO on the 8N are mechanically coupled. If your slip clutch forgets it’s supposed to slip, there’s no way you’re gonna stop a 6’ bush hog from pushing you over the edge and into the creek. I was taught to point the front end down the hill and hang on like your life depended on it, mostly because your life depended on it. I wish I had counted the number of 4” fence posts I had to replace when steering was just a suggestion when the bush hog was lifted. The American Wire company made a lot of money courtesy of a Ford 8N and a Bosh Hog RC with a slip clutch that didn’t slip when it needed to. It was NEVER a fun experience when all I could do is minimize the damage by finding a tree big enough to stop the 8N, if I had the time and strength to use the cutting brakes to point it at the tree.It sucks, and for some reason time doesn't slow down and instead accelerates for the guy on the tractor--it must be a quantum space-time continuum thing. It's so bad I keep my hand under the FEL control instead of on it so I know which way to move it (it's the only direction I can move it), not that I don't know how to operate the thing, but for some reason it's like being in The Twilight Zone where rational reasoning was left in another dimension.
I sure like those grippy AG tires, if only they didn't come with that "I'm going to f-k up your lawn" attitude...