Hunters Farm
So today @ work was an interesting day... i got there @ about 5:45 because thats when abe lincoln invented pants. Shorty after i had arrived Kyle showed up and so did grandpa hunter. Grandpa hunter had heard about kyle hitting an irrigation thingy and breaking it with his car... so he was pissed(the situation was on saturday so you know grandpa hunter is irish cause irish people hold grudges). So grandpa starts bustin on kyle and he whips out his pocket knife threateing him. Kyles defense was... "I didn't get sleep the night before", so Roland pops out of the barn and says "Sadly, Kyle, in your defense, you were bitchin' bout' being tired that morning" and I burst out in laughter and they all stare blankly at me as if im some kinda illegal alien smuggling weed into the country with a stick up my ass. So grandpa had a grudge held on me from hitting him with a piece of corn about 4 weeks ago so when we were out picking corn me and kyle were behind the wagon and grandpa was driving it. heres a digram
grandpa driving tractor-WAGON HERE- me and kyle
just for the reference... we back the tractor up thru the corn field. So anyways grandpa is litterally flooring it so he could hit me and kyle. what an ass hole. but mr. hunter told him to slow down so we could actually get the corn in the wagon. So we slowed down and continued on our usual day. Later i hit my head on an electric box(dont ask). And I went out and picked melons with johny, roland, and matt. Aparently being 6'tall makes me look older than 14 years of age. So they thought i knew how to drive the truck, and i didnt. so matt drove and i put melons in the bins. later johny asked me to drive his truck and i turned the truck on and just reved the engine in park because im a dumbass illegal alien smuggling weed into the country with a stick up my ass.
grandpa driving tractor-WAGON HERE- me and kyle
just for the reference... we back the tractor up thru the corn field. So anyways grandpa is litterally flooring it so he could hit me and kyle. what an ass hole. but mr. hunter told him to slow down so we could actually get the corn in the wagon. So we slowed down and continued on our usual day. Later i hit my head on an electric box(dont ask). And I went out and picked melons with johny, roland, and matt. Aparently being 6'tall makes me look older than 14 years of age. So they thought i knew how to drive the truck, and i didnt. so matt drove and i put melons in the bins. later johny asked me to drive his truck and i turned the truck on and just reved the engine in park because im a dumbass illegal alien smuggling weed into the country with a stick up my ass.