The last of the beans
bit the dust last night. I like the stuff, and it likes me a LOT.
So much so that I spent the whole day cropdusting.
The customer I was at today, I walked through the office three or four times, but i never dropped any bombs there. What I DID do, was to leave a few just outside the office entrance to the plant. And did they have hangtime.
I was working on a machine very close to the area, and I got to watch several people walk out that door, and begin retching or run holding their nose.
Still have it, after all these years.

Was at the marina a couple weeks ago, heading to my brother’s boat. Laid a trail of mustard gas that would have killed the Kaiser. Puddyhead was 40 feet behind me. Just as I thought to turn around and warn him he walked through it. He thought someone had dumped their shit bilges in the marina. I had to stop him from calling the DNR. It was awesome.
Bravo!
Bob
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