Hehe, WHAT log?
Hopefully getting it plated and insured tomorrow or Monday, so me and my friend Bill snuck it up to town and got it a tank of gas, then brought it back here for a little shake down.
We went roaming around the back 40 a little, chased some deer the dog spooked up, drove throught the woods a little bit, then brought it back to the house.
As we neared the house, I took us into an overgrown part of the "yard" that we haven't been able to mow for a few years, munching down 1 - 1.5" saplings when I felt a little bump. I had Bill get out and see what it was, so he gets out with his flashlight, walks all around the truck, gets back in, and says there's a big log in front of us, and that I'm going to have to do a three point turn and go around it. I said "How big's the log?" He gestured with his hands and said it was about 10-11". I said "Ah". VRRRRRRRRROOOOMPHOOOMPH!!! Looked over and said "WHAT log?"
-Sarge



That's what I'm talkin about

