This past Easter was the first Easter I was not at Moab duruing EJS , As I was stuck under a load swapping in Fruita Colorado ...which is not far from MOAB ...But I never noticed how a pack of Jeepers resemble a biker gang rolling into a truck stop until I watched a few clubs roll into the Conoco off exit 19 in fruita CO this past Easter while I sat waiting to swap out in the T/S parking lot ...which reminds me i need to order some tube and some johnny joints for my up comming long arm project I just got done building the hp 60 and the 14 bolt for my WJ ...i have a thing for extreme grocery getters only the dub is only getting 38 sx or 39 irok's unlike my 95 grocery getter that had almost no body left and custom cut 44 boggers

Was it a leg or thigh chicken bone?

Hate to say it, sheepdancer, but CB got a point.

A great big post about something that didn't happen, and you didn't even say what that thing might have been, or what you might have been talking about. However, I think a lot more information came out about the world of trucking currently happening with this post, so I guess it's ok.

BTW, kinda fun being this side of your battles, looking at someone else going at ya. :lol: :lol: :lol:

[quote="Sheepdancer
I think its time to come clean about my past relationship with CB. Many years ago I was at a Rick Astley/Culture Club concert and met a woman. I was very drunk, the lighting was dim and quite honestly, in the dark you couldnt really see the facial hair and rutty complexion from years of drug use. Let just say, I did something nasty. I woke up in the morning in horror when I saw and smelled the beast that was laying beside me. I paniced, and had to get out of there without waking it up. I looked down and noticed my car keys were stuck in the folds of skin on the beasts lower back. I gently removed my keys along with a few chicken bones out of the skin folds and snuck out the door. I promised myself that I would never again think about or mention the horrible thing I did that night.
Everything was good in my life, until CB found me. He has brought back the horror in my life once again. I really cant blame him. Im sure most young men would be upset in this situation. You see, as you might have guessed, CB is my son. The product of one night crappy music, cheap beer and drunken nasty.[/quote]


Oh thank God, for a second there I thought CB was that woman!

Pot calling the kettle black? :wink:

I kicked the dead horse so many times my foot hurts. 8)

I wonder how many more pages this thread is going to go now?

ummm, maybe till something really big happens :lol:

it happened exactly when he said it would.... it was all over the news, I cant believe none of you heard about it.

Gee Dad, thanks for letting it out. Mom tried getting some money off of you after all these years, but working as a recruiter chasing down trucks at the truckstop all day long paid less than being a driver for Swift.

PS: The new pig you're with ain't nuttin to brag about either ;)

I hope by getting money you meant child support and not money for services rendered :lol:

I would have thought the bucket of KFC would have covered the services.