Hey guys, I've found the perfect gift for Frank the Plumber's birthday.....
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Every plumber should have one!
Thanks Josh for posting this on FaceBook!
Dennis
LOL. i love it
I'll chip in! Franks a fine man. He deserves a gift like that from us.
Got a good laugh out of those. They're hilarious.
LOL..knowing Frank, he already has one...LOLOLOLOLOLOLOL.......but if not, where do we order one?
Snicker.
I have two brothers who I worked with for many years. Well, you see the little place in the middle there. Yeah. It seems all sorts of fun things can get ....let's say, placed into there. Pencils, chewing gum, sand, pop rocks ( yeah that feels zappy and not so fresh) the inked up felts of like 8 fat sharpie markers, water, soda pop ( get quite a fizz...sometimes), earth worms. cock roaches. See a pattern developing here? So in my situation it was not so good to leave the back door slightly ajar like this lad here has. In our house my brothers and I had long tailed T shirts. We were sealed tight. If at any time there was exposure, there would be a violation. At one point the items were so bizarre that I would have stapled that T shirt to my back side. My Uncle almost put a live mouse into my bothers top gap. Sort of a weird thing to go home at the end of the day and have to explain to the Mrs. why there was a chunk of red licorice melted into your drawers. Like something you'd see on Maury or something.
Quote from: Frank The Plumber on March 07, 2013, 07:43:22 PM
Snicker.
I have two brothers who I worked with for many years. Well, you see the little place in the middle there. Yeah. It seems all sorts of fun things can get ....let's say, placed into there. Pencils, chewing gum, sand, pop rocks ( yeah that feels zappy and not so fresh) the inked up felts of like 8 fat sharpie markers, water, soda pop ( get quite a fizz...sometimes), earth worms. cock roaches. See a pattern developing here? So in my situation it was not so good to leave the back door slightly ajar like this lad here has. In our house my brothers and I had long tailed T shirts. We were sealed tight. If at any time there was exposure, there would be a violation. At one point the items were so bizarre that I would have stapled that T shirt to my back side. My Uncle almost put a live mouse into my bothers top gap. Sort of a weird thing to go home at the end of the day and have to explain to the Mrs. why there was a chunk of red licorice melted into your drawers. Like something you'd see on Maury or something.
Yes sir, and tool belts are notorious for pulling them down a bit too....think cold pennies, wire connectors, nails, screws, screw drivers, cold snow, icicles snapped off a gutter, and the above bugs that you mentioned...toss in a few earth worms, and maybe a dripping 'dreamsicle'...LOL
it did get crazy sometimes...
Thank god for long tailed tees.
OMG....you guys. Too funny!!!
The first machine shop I worked in had a guy that always had his crack showing. One day he got a bunch of cast iron shavings dumped in the the crack. I thought he was going to cry. He did learn to keep his paints up after that.
One day:
I put a handful of sand in my brothers mail slot there one day and he dropped his britches right then and there and started dusting. I guess that sand dust can travel around a bit in there and it seems the winds were North bound that day. There were two young ladies walking by who just stood there watching him do his house keeping. He just went about his business and was putting himself back in order while they stood there and watched. They were all face to face about 15 feet away just to sort of illustrate the view they may have had. He was very mad. Very diligent and intent and mumbling feverishly. Something about my mother who happens to be his as well. Even though the one gal walked right up to him after he had everything polished and sorted out and stuck her phone number in his shirt pocket. He never even acknowledged her. He just kept intently feverishly dusting the sand dust from his situation. During the whole thing my other brother kept taking this long broom and dusting his business, like he was carefully brushing the snow off of a price less car or something. He did that totally straight faced too, impressive. My other brother and I died from the whole event. I laughed so hard I had to go to lunch again. I had to hold in the laughter because if I just busted out laughing it would influence what these two gals did. I was beet red, I think I may have fatally deprived my brains of oxygen on that day. To this day he still claims that he owes me a nasty turn for this event, despite having a great six month relationship with the gal. And she was a red head too. ;)
i love it also. :)
Quote from: Frank The Plumber on March 08, 2013, 12:28:28 PM
One day:
I put a handful of sand in my brothers mail slot there one day and he dropped his britches right then and there and started dusting. I guess that sand dust can travel around a bit in there and it seems the winds were North bound that day. There were two young ladies walking by who just stood there watching him do his house keeping. He just went about his business and was putting himself back in order while they stood there and watched. They were all face to face about 15 feet away just to sort of illustrate the view they may have had. He was very mad. Very diligent and intent and mumbling feverishly. Something about my mother who happens to be his as well. Even though the one gal walked right up to him after he had everything polished and sorted out and stuck her phone number in his shirt pocket. He never even acknowledged her. He just kept intently feverishly dusting the sand dust from his situation. During the whole thing my other brother kept taking this long broom and dusting his business, like he was carefully brushing the snow off of a price less car or something. He did that totally straight faced too, impressive. My other brother and I died from the whole event. I laughed so hard I had to go to lunch again. I had to hold in the laughter because if I just busted out laughing it would influence what these two gals did. I was beet red, I think I may have fatally deprived my brains of oxygen on that day. To this day he still claims that he owes me a nasty turn for this event, despite having a great six month relationship with the gal. And she was a red head too. ;)
Too Funny!
to funny lol
Good thread, made me laugh for sure!
Barb