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Lazy WP

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  1. Around age 10 my dad got me one of those little badass compound bow beginner kits. Of course, the first month I went around our land sticking arrows in anything that could get stuck by an arrow. Did you know that a 1955 40 horse Farmall tractor tire will take 6 rounds before it goes down? Tough sumbich. That got boring, so being the 10 yr. old Dukes of Hazard fan that I was, I quickly advanced to taking strips of cut up T-shirt doused in chainsaw gas tied around the end and was sending flaming arrows all over the place. One summer afternoon, I was shooting flaming arrows into a large rotten oak stump in our backyard. I looked over under the carport and see a shiny brand new can of starting fluid (Ether). The light bulb went off in my head. I grabbed the can and set it on the stump. I thought that it would probably just spray out in a disappointing manner. Lets face it, to a 10 yr old mouth-breather like myself, (Ether), really doesn't "sound" flammable. So, I went back into the house and got a 1 pound can of Pyrodex (black powder for muzzle loader rifles). At this point, I set the can of ether on the stump and opened up the can of black powder. My intentions were to sprinkle a little bit around the (Ether) can but it all sorta dumped out on me. No biggie, a 1 lb. Pyrodex and 16 oz (Ether) should make a loud pop, kinda like a firecracker you know? You know what? Screw that I'm going back in the house for the other can. Yes, I got a second can of pyrodex and dumped it too. Now we're cookin'. I stepped back about 15 ft and lit the 2 stroke arrow. I drew the nock to my cheek and took aim. As I released I heard a clunk as the arrow launched from my bow. In a slow motion time frame, I turned to see my dad getting out of the truck...OH crap! He just got home from work. So help me God it took 10 minutes for that arrow to go from my bow to the can. My dad was walking towards me in slow motion with a W** look in his eyes. I turned back towards my target just in time to see the arrow pierce the starting fluid can right at the bottom. Right through the main pile of Pyrodex and into the can. Oh crap. When the shock wave hit it knocked me off my feet. I don't know if it was the actual compression wave that threw me back or just reflex jerk back from 235 fricking decibels of sound. I caught a half a millisecond glimpse of the violence during the initial explosion and I will tell you there was dust, grass, and bugs all hovering 1 ft above the ground as far as I could see. It was like a little low to the ground layer of dust fog full of grasshoppers, spiders, and a worm or two. The daylight turned purple. Let me repeat this... THE FRICKING DAYLIGHT TURNED PURPLE. There was a big sweetgum tree out by the gate going into the pasture. Notice I said "was". That son-of-a-complain got up and ran off. So here I am, on the ground blown completely out of my shoes with my Thundercats T-Shirt shredded, my dad is on the other side of the carport having what I can only assume is a Vietnam flashback: ECHO BRAVO CHARLIE YOU'RE BRINGIN' EM IN TOO CLOSE!! CEASE FIRE. DAMNIT CEASE FIRE!!!!! His hat has blown off and is 30 ft. behind him in the driveway. All windows on the north side of the house are blown out and there is a slow rolling mushroom cloud about 2000 ft. over our backyard. There is a Honda 185 3 wheeler parked on the other side of the yard and the fenders are drooped down and are now touching the tires. I wish I knew what I said to my dad at this moment. I don't know – I know I said something. I couldn't hear. I couldn't hear inside my own head. I don't think he heard me either... not that it would really matter. I don't remember much from this point on. I said something, felt a sharp pain, and then woke up later. I felt a sharp pain, blacked out, woke later....repeat this process for an hour or so and you get the idea. I remember at one point my mom had to give me CPR. and Dad screaming "Bring Him back to life so I can kill him again". Thanks Mom. One thing is for sure... I never had to mow around that stump again, Mom had been complaining about that thing for years and dad never did anything about it. I stepped up to the plate and handled business. Dad sold his muzzle loader a week or so later. I still have some sort of bone growth abnormality, either from the blast or the beating, or both. I guess what I'm trying to say is, get your kids into archery. It's good discipline and will teach them skills they can use later on in life. ~Author Unknown I stole this from a friend
  2. I know @sandhiller has mentioned Ron at different times, but I thought I would share his obituary with you guys. He was in person, just as the obituary says!! He will be missed in the community!! https://www.sandozfuneralhome.com/obituary/ronald-schneider
  3. Part of the reason why they cost so much.
  4. She might ought to spend some time locally instead of continent hopping. I know several lady bull haulers out in that region. I think that area had pot ash mines during WWII? Might not have been pot ash, though.
  5. Dodge 3500. I have done enough differential work, and never used a dial indicator, just white grease to set the gear lash. Last one spun the bearings and ruined the rearend housing. We tried pinging the housing but it failed and cost me a fortune when I didn’t have a penny. Cost nearly $4000, 10 years ago.
  6. Often North of a million.
  7. The one on my 06 spun the races that hold the ring gear and spider gears. I hope this one didn’t, but am prepared for that. The 06 did it at the same mileage.
  8. Well there won’t be any Jeep showing up at our house in the near future. Dually started growling and the conciseness is its going to take a rearend. Only about $6500! Need something to haul some critters to the packing plant in the meantime, so a 2009 Chebby 3/4 ton is showing up under the Christmas tree instead. 1/2ton Ford is leaving.
  9. I got blown off the road 5 years ago when I first got back into driving. Sat alongside a closed highway for 10 hours. Cops called the wrecker. He wanted $1000/truck. 3 of us sitting there. Hooked up to me after they told me they were going to impound the truck, broke his cable. Farmer came along and charged $400 for the 3 of us Still to much, but we got off the road. I slid over the county road, coming out the driveway at home and it cost me $350 to get pulled back up. A lot of it depends on how much you are blocking traffic I think.
  10. Did you loose your religy?
  11. Thank you for sharing some personal knowledge. That is all I was asking. I can do my own research if interests me. I don’t need someone quoting what I can read myself.
  12. Do you just troll about and open your mouth about everything? I really don’t care who bought it. It is not US owned anymore. How about this, you comment on something when you really know something about it instead of what you read? It will make both you and this forum way more enjoyable!! if you can’t do that, please refrain from commenting at all
  13. They own Tonys pizza. Plants in Marshal Mn, and Salina Ks. They got in some trouble with the DOT for logbook violations and shut the delivery down. Used to track us down in the pastures!! Quality is excellent! Price is outrageous!! Now you have to pay for shipping.
  14. A 190 has a rear fuel tank. Be tough to find in from the rear. Egging was made in Nebraska that doesn’t look like theirs.
  15. That sounds terrible. Blue Bunny is my favorite store brand!! I still love Scwans ice cream but they quit delivering to our area. You can pay to have it shipped. NOT!!
  16. Sorry guys, I had a Cat phone a number of years ago. That thing was possessed!!
  17. Is fluid milk more valuable than milk for cheese? I see they are building a massive cheese plant in Dodge City. You see lots of milk trucks from that area headed to Fort Morgan Colorado and there’s a few that go up to Norfolk Nebraska. Always interesting to learn about different types of agriculture.
  18. I had a ladder kick out on me 30 years ago. Sick feeling when it is headed down and there’s nothing left to do. Swore I would never use one again, but I somewhat mastered that fear. I miss the digger truck!
  19. I had a digger truck up north that had a bucket. Made life a lot nicer for a lot of things! Haven’t found one in my price range again!!
  20. We were a lot better neighbors when you had to go meet someone face to face.
  21. I dealt with as many local poachers as I did out of state ones. The ones that always got me were when you asked them who gave them permission to hunt there and they would name someone who had been dead for years.
  22. Heights don’t bother me but ladders SUCK. After I posted this, Lisa says that the ladder is only rated for 200. I knew it was shaky.
  23. I put the cross up shortly after we bought the place. I had put a nice string of solar lights working before I attached it to the barn. Didn’t have a long extension ladder so I had the F11 as high as it would go and a 10 foot ladder in the bucket. Lisa was at work and was surprised when she got home. The stinking lights never worked, but I still got a lot of compliments. Yesterday I found some better solar lights, and we got a long extension ladder which is rated for 250 pounds. I weigh about 220 without the winter clothes. I HATE extension ladders!! But we have lights!!
  24. I would upgrade phones Jeff. You will be surprised how many gadgets you can get rid of. Again, I went with an Apple SE, and switched to Visible for a carrier. Went from $200/month to $80.
  25. I talked with Sherri Cody this morning. Tom is running right at 1000 cows, by himself. 4wheel drive is out of the ranch pickup. Eventually he will get hung up in a snow drift. Unless things have changed since we were there, only 1 tractor on the place. Used to be a 5440, but last I heard it was a Blue thing. I don’t miss the Sandhills!!
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