Bunch of good times too.
You spent enough time with guys, you knew exactly how to push their buttons.
I was rig welder. So if nothing was pressing i could roam around the rig. Fuggin with everyone. Hands be mad as hell. 😂
I built a new metal box once for a Jacobs ladder, they were too cheap to buy a fiberglass replacement.
Roustabouts painted it up and placed were they wanted on deck. I tacked it down.
Had a roustabout named Hotrod. Colored guy. Always lying about something.
I worked with an electrician that was a lot like me. Always stirring up chit.
He got in that box. Closed the lid. I was standing beside it.
Hotrod rounds the corner. Trap is set. 🤪😂. I threw my hard hat down. Looking mad.
He said what’s wrong Ivey ? I said Hotrod. You ain’t gonna believe this. You know this box i built? Yeah... you know that y’all just painted it up nice? Yeah.....
Some sorry mutha fugger has put trash all in it...
He couldn’t stand it. Runs over and flips the lid open.
Out comes the electrician. 😂🤪😂😂😂.
I’ve never seen a colored guys eyes get so big.
