Oh this is funny

Ya'll would have to be here to see this . Neighbor across the street just came out with his SpeedX tractor to scrap his drive out and three other neighbors from up the street came running and are out there tryen to get him to come and dig them out ,yea wright and this is going to happen as the ones that are doing the baggen and pleading are the ones that have been nothing but problems around here and to lazy to work let lone shovel 50-55 foot of side walk . Oh wait Kit just sent one of them packing and loud enough that i could hear him all the way across the street . What i love is the pay back that they are getting now for the problems that they have give both Kit and I . Same thing happens if i bring in the 706 to clean out after a big snow that my little junk blower will not handle ya have all these dead beat welfar renter wanting you to do it for free . Well there went the last two and Kit is just doing his . Guess i had better get bundled up and get my side walk cleaned off.

You need to hook up a tractor vet webcam to show those neighbors to the rest of us - ha!

I can see it TV... The do nothings here are Youngsters who don't care and don't have any equipment to handle snow. They are not Trouble makers...Just Lazy!

I don't know if you would believe even if you could see some of the going ons around here. Would make a person scratch their head for days in disbelief.

Sounds like a good man to me. Let the freeloaders shovel their own snow.

you also are one of the last desirables in the hood.

We got a big snow back in 01 when I was out of town. Lived in a townhouse with a large parking lot. Got home to find the neighbors had beat a trail to my front door to get my snow shovel. Where did they shovel all their snow? Every bit of it was in front of my place where I had to deal with it. Even piled it up against my front door. I shovelled all of it on top of my 2wd truck and drove my FWD car. Great neighbors, otherwise. They did put my shovel back when they were done.

Aaron

Years ago, I lived at a place with a large lot, no assigned parking. I dug me out a parking spot, and went to pull my vehicle in. A guy pulled in that spot, before I could get there.. I waited til late, and shoveled a big mound behind his car, and poured buckets of water on top. It froze hard, so it was several days before he could get out.

That is funny...... I never think of this stuff.

Closest I ever got was when I got back to my truck in the mall parking lot and found my truck halfway out into the aisle. Turned out someone with a Cadillac had enter the opposite spot, hit my truck and pushed it 12 foot backward. Nasty black marks on the pavement and everything. I was ready to call the authorities when I saw the handicapped decal and big pillow in the drivers seat. The damage to the truck was minimal, just a flatter front bumper... Wanted to do something mischevious, but didn't.

Zip tie on the driveshaft, or 50 foot of "do not cross" safety tape attached to rear bumper would have been funny.

My front bumper was replaced months later when a 16 year old driver learned a valuable lesson about what not to do in a blind curve...

It all comes out in the wash,

Aaron

Digging out the street parking spaces in Chicago has got people shot for parking in a shoveled street spot. Mark your shoveled spot with an old chair. Have see it, but don't live in the hell hole. Chi town PD friend told me a story about a guy that was giving him so trouble about street parking in the snow weather. He took a garden hose from his house just before a deep freeze as we are now in and filled this guys car full of water. Nuff said.

In college there was a kid that always stole everyone's brew and then would hit on your girl once he was drunk. We had a good 2 foot snow storm and we had all parked close together. 4 trucks unburied around and onto his little sports car. No one would lend him a shovel or a hand, just told him it was pay back for the beer and nasty comments. Needless to say he laid off everyone elses beer.

Two recollections.

Back when I was supervising letter carriers in Bangor, ME, it was the retirees who kept their walks clear so their carrier would have a prayer of gettin' to their mailbox. Meantime, back at the office, my phone's ringin' off the hook with calls from perfectly healthy young folks hollerin' about their carrier walkin' right by their unshoveled walks.

Then there was the time in NYC where we had three storms, all good'ns, every other day over five days. Our apartment looked down on West End Avenue. Across the street the snow had fallen and drifted in so that the row of parked cars looked like one one white hump between the shoveled sidewalks and what the plows had thrown up against the parked cars. So it comes a mild sunny Sunday. Sun shinin' on the wet pavemnet, snow meltin' everywhere. Mind, folks in that neighborhood of 10 and twelve-story apartment buildings don't have snow shovels. I look out and see a fella start in from the street side to dig his car out, armed with one of those little steel shovels with a two-foot piece of broomstick for a handle, like you give a 3-yr-old grandkid so he can "help" in the garden. So he starts in to diggin' and I start in to watchin'. He dug long enough that I went off to find other things to do, but would come back to check on him now and again. After quite a while, maybe an hour, it looked like he might be gettin' close, so I went and got a beer and a box of Cheezits and pulled a chair up to the window.

I'd had a thought in the back of my mind, but I was kinda rootin' for the guy, so I tried not to actually think it. He had a nice little path dug in. He finally got up close and started to brush snow off the hood into the notch he'd just shoveled out.

Well, you've never seen such contortions and thrashin' out of a grown man unless he'd just walked into a swarm of hornets. Before it was all over, he'd flung his little toy shovel all the way across the avenue so that it bounced off the side of outr building.

All that work and he got in there to find out it wasn't his car.

You are 100 % correct I am the worst person to tick off and not one to mess with . I will treat you the same way you treat me . Ya never know what i will do . Or when it is going to happen .

Back in 74 we got hammered with a big one on a thrusday and went on into mid day friday . I had been out plowing from the start of it and being that friday was the night for the trip to the local watering hole I got a couple hours sleep and headed out to the bar never took the plow off . Well my one buddy and i were the first to get 4x4's in 73 and just about everybody was buying 4x4's in 74 . Well this friday evening the roads were still bad and the street and parking lots were looking like a four wheeler convention . As usual Hendron's is packed know just about everybody there and a group of us were always pulling some practical joke on each other. Well a bunch of us were talken about this one guy and about his new 3/4 ton cheve 4/4 and i don't remember just who said someting about the fact that i had the plow still on mine and that we should go out and bury Ernie's truck well i had just about enough antifreeze in me and out the door i went got the ford fired up and started pushen snow in front of the Pea green cheve 3/4 ton 4x4 and i was wright proud of the job that i did as i had stacked snow up just about ten foot high all around this PEA GREEN CHEVE . Well Ernie was having a good time with some nice young ladys and we all just stayed on the one side of the bar waiting for Ernie to leave but Ernie was like i said having a good time with the ladys and it was getting late and Ernie will surely be leaving soon as Ernie HAS TO MILK COWS IN THE MORNING AND IT IS GETTING LATE . Well they called last call and we all got one more round waiting for Ernie to leave , when he finely get up and says good by to the ladys and heads out the door . We all run to the door to see this take place and what is this he is not going across the street to the Pea green truck he is walking down the street and gets into his monty and drives off . Well never in my life have i ever left a almost full drink setting on the bar but that night you would have thought a stampede took place as all of us praksters were tryen to get out of there before whoeven owned that pea green cheve went to leave We never did figure out just who owned that truck but it sure was not Ernie's..

Neighbors can be a lot of fun, my friend across the street shares a small road with one, not big enough for the town to take over, it's a hill too, these people are about as rude, as you can get. He bought a plow truck this year, in years past, I used to plow it out, last time he said just do our side, 1/2 that's it, leave em snowed in, and for the most part, I'd never do anything in spite, not like me at all. So this year what does he do, plows a short path to the other neighbors driveway, uses that to get out, and does not touch the road, I can see why, they called his mother a see you next tuesday, and some other things, he just took the place over, look out !

"36, I sure don"t see how ANYONE could possibly get shot in Chicago - the "Land Of No Guns".

Scotty could you send me a e-mail i been looking for a old friend i serived with in viet nam in 1969-70 that was from bangor. bbrown56 at hotmail.com

Imagine what it would be like in $hitcago, St. Louie, LA, Miami, New York, Atlanta, Nawlins, & Detroit if they couldn't relieve their frustrations and shoot their guns at each other.

You are misinformed. Illinois doesn't want honest law abiding citizens to have guns, only criminals can have them.

Neighbors..yeah buddy. I have a "good" neighbor now- bought the house from him...but I had a GREAT neighbor before. When it snowed, "KUZ" (who is at least 20 years older than I) would make it a point to try to get up before me and plow my drive...and then we would race through the neighborhood and see who's old tractor could scrape more drives. His Deisel Duetz would kick my old Satoh's A$$, but it made snow days fun.

Sure ain't quite like that now...the relationship factor ain't quite there

Should have what I have! I suffer with Road Rage!
Now one can say just don't do it. But something happens and I see "red" and will make every attempt to pay them back.
Riding on my bumper is one that gets me ticked off big time! For if I have to slow down quick and you are there. I get hit and maybe my wife gets hurt bad.
Around here the deer are real bad. Totaled my car out just a few months ago. The deer jumped from off a hill side next to road. Lucky at time no one was tail gating me then.
However I am doing much better cause my wife gives this ole man helllllo! LOL

I saw this same photo a couple of months ago and thought I would try it. Didn't work, the coyote kept jumping off!!


Gene