Ahoey
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No but the plastic strips they lay under the precast concrete hollow core is so close no one would ever tell
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Looks like the boys up top didn't like it. Maybe one of the guys kept it in the spank bankAfternoon guys been sooooo hot out hear been hiding inside was 87f in the house last night at 12:00 so didn’t sleep much not realy used to it yet . You all stay safe and I missed the tattoos and noise ring repost please
Ahoey
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I'll see if I can find a bricklayer around lol thanks Murray
It ain’t in my spank bank. I was looking for it’s adams apple.
Ahoey
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Look for a crane at a construction site where they are flying hollow core. That crap is usually not hard to find. Just ask at the sugar shack. Or go to the hollow core manufacturers and buy it
chryslerfat
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They are ready for Tuesday.
Looks like #7 could use some tires. Number one looks like a real digger.
chryslerfat
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I will tell you guys I am impressed with that 307 build. 10 to 1 compression, just under .500 on the cam, 500cfm 2 barrel. It has a little lope at idle and will turn the car in a circle when you floor it on blacktop.
DustyDuster
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Had a friend stationed a Minot many moons ago, I’ll stick to Ct , thanks.
Frodee
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Nothing more fun than taking a full size car and making a compact out of it. lol
Randy staggered home very late after another evening with his drinking buddies. He took off his shoes to avoid waking up his wife, Kathleen.
He tiptoed as quietly as he could toward the stairs leading to their upstairs bedroom, but misjudged the bottom step. As he caught himself by grabbing the banister, his body swung around and he landed heavily on his rump. A whiskey bottle in each back pocket broke and made the landing especially painful.
Managing not to yell, Randy sprung up, pulled down his pants, and looked in the hall mirror to see that his butt cheeks were cut and bleeding. He managed to quietly find a full box of Band-Aids and began putting a Band-Aid as best as he could on each place he saw blood.
He then hid the now almost empty Band-Aid box and shuffled and stumbled his way to bed.
In the morning, Randy woke up with searing pain in both his head and butt and Kathleen staring at him from across the room.
She said, ‘You were drunk again last night, weren’t you?’
Randy said, ‘Why would you say such a mean thing?’
‘Well,’ Kathleen said, ‘it could be the open front door, it could be the broken glass at the bottom of the stairs, it could be the drops of blood trailing through the house, it could be your bloodshot eyes, but mostly… it’s all those Band-Aids stuck on the hall mirror.
He tiptoed as quietly as he could toward the stairs leading to their upstairs bedroom, but misjudged the bottom step. As he caught himself by grabbing the banister, his body swung around and he landed heavily on his rump. A whiskey bottle in each back pocket broke and made the landing especially painful.
Managing not to yell, Randy sprung up, pulled down his pants, and looked in the hall mirror to see that his butt cheeks were cut and bleeding. He managed to quietly find a full box of Band-Aids and began putting a Band-Aid as best as he could on each place he saw blood.
He then hid the now almost empty Band-Aid box and shuffled and stumbled his way to bed.
In the morning, Randy woke up with searing pain in both his head and butt and Kathleen staring at him from across the room.
She said, ‘You were drunk again last night, weren’t you?’
Randy said, ‘Why would you say such a mean thing?’
‘Well,’ Kathleen said, ‘it could be the open front door, it could be the broken glass at the bottom of the stairs, it could be the drops of blood trailing through the house, it could be your bloodshot eyes, but mostly… it’s all those Band-Aids stuck on the hall mirror.
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