re: Monday Night Drinking and Cooking

Torpedo grass took over my flower beds. I came home Friday at 3pm with a rented tractor with a bucket on the back and a front end loader to excavate the beds to a depth of 24". I had the dirt guy lined up to haul me new topsoil and haul-off my old material at 7am Saturday morning. Operator was an hour late and The Lord drenched my day. The placed dirt washed down the goddamn sidewalk and driveway, ruts all in the yard, and IDNGAF during the operation. This evening was mowing and clean up time. My new weed eater line would run all 20' of it around the shaft after it ran for 30 seconds. After the third time and calling it a dirty cocksucking Rex-looking POS, I realized the spring that goes between the head and shaft was lying in my garage. One couple walking stopped and asked me what exactly I had going on. All I told them was it was the goddamnest thing I've done to date. I'm certain there will soon be a neighborhood watch for me.