Originally Posted by huntsman22
Was pushing dead cottonwoods over with a rough terrain forklift. One hit the ground and a chunk of leg-sized limb snapped off and whirlybirded thru the cab. I saw it coming and ducked and threw my arm up. Good news is, my handsome phizzog is intact, and the arm's not broke.....


Damn! And it looked like a bite to me!

Bandage the schitt outta it, go to town and tell the wimmens you was fighting off a mountain lion, and kicked his azz....


They love that schitt....and scars.

Last edited by ingwe; 08/28/13.

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