"Jay in the Mojave" wrote in message
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Hello All:

Here I am ready to put up a new antenna that will set the hole world on its side,
with Tecknology, inspiration, and advanced state of the art.

Ooops but I need a stinking 3/8 inch bolt with a few washers and nuts. Yeah and a
few other Bitchen Guy Antenna pieces of hardware to get this new marvel of a
antenna up in the air. I look around the yard and advanced antenna manufacturing
facility (the Garage), I even pop the hood on the big Ford F250 4X4 Truck for a
bolt to save a trip into town, and save some time. Welp no dice!

Ok hop in Putt & Park smaller truck, gets 27 miles per gallon, and doesn't have as
many bullet holes as the big truck tho. I notice it needs gas, oh wonderful! So I
peel out going down the dirt road going side ways, listening to Led Zeppelin, ZZ
Top, and few others. Good thing I haven't started drinking yet!

So get gas, and quick sanwidtch, but theres some nut ball there in front of me
buying candy bars, and hair restore location, and some other communist ****!, so I
have to wait for this goof, trying to pay for his crapp with a travelers check.
Then I am haulin the mail again. Theres a parking spot right up front for us
Bitchen Antenna Type of Guys, at the hardware store. I am sure this is a FCC
rule.

I go in and pick up the hardware from the nuts and bolts hardware section, knowing
it like the back of my hand. But at the pay counter theres a semi nice old lady
buying potted plants, Plastic Napkin Holders, and some communist gardening crapp.
Oh and she is paying for it with a credit card. I hold my " whats wrong with you
people" comment.
Knowing she can't take all day there, and I am supposed to be adult. Or something
like "Wow this is a Dime holding up a Dollar"

I cringe, when she asks for the location of more unnecessary ****, and the sales
person has all ready filled out her recite.

I look around for more sale counter people, and there is no one else there, darn!
I can't believe these hardware store have lost all grip on realaity, ME having to
wait in front of normal people?!?!??!

Finially I pay the guy a waping two dollars and 5 cents, in CASH. And I am haulin
the mail back home at mach 2. Up goes the antenna and it is kicking major ass,
BITCHEN!

Does this evey happen to you?

Jay in the Mojave


LMAO!!

Way too many times, way way too many times........................

Landshark