I'm gettin' me a pie!

[Tom Brown]

We had a blizzard here last night. My back door was snowed in almost to the very top of the door. The front door is 5' above grade and had snow above the threshold but not so high up I couldn't push the door open enough to get out.

I dug my way into the shop, fired up my nice new blower, opened the overhead door, and walked out through a 5' bank that had been against the overhead door. I could hear the blower hogging down from WOT as I ground through that shit.

Two hours into it, I was about half way done my house and the neighbor's place (old woman... can't clear her own drive) when a young girl in a Sunfire with bald tires tried to turn the corner. She ended up hung up like a lawn chair in January. There are 2' deep ruts in some pretty sloppy snow. It's tough for 4 wheel drive Jeeps to get through. Trying it in a Sunfire was just dumb.

It turned out, she is my neighbour a few houses down and thought she was going to park in front of her house. She said her boyfriend was going to clear it for her. He was amost done. He had about 6' to go on a 6' bank.

... so I brought over my shovel and blower. I blew out her park spot, blew a path for her to drive into the spot, and shovelled out below her car so her wheels were touching the ground again. Nothing that can't be handled with 90 minutes of me working while her and her boyfriend watched. Her boyfriend came out of the house in bell bottom pants 4" too long for his legs so he was walking on the cuffs and a bunny hug. At least the girl was dressed warm.

They both thanked me once they got the car into the freshly cleared spot.

Clearing the spot, I made a mess of the street so I cleaned that up and then cleared the sidewalk in front of a few houses on that side of the street. It's not cool to just leave a 6' cliff or the older people can't rappel down the snow cliff.

Anyway, it's a lot of material to move. My auger is only 30" high so when I plow into a high bank, the section above the auger falls down onto the engine and where I'm walking. It's a basic mess. You have to go back and forth a lot of times to get the job done.

I was feeling pretty good about taking care of business when I came home until I realized the houses I normally do were only half done.

I've been inside for 15 minutes now and 10 minutes ago, an old woman from somewhere down the street came over to thank me and ask what kind of pie I like. Life is good.

 

[Guest]

...What kind of pie do you like?....and is the boyfriend gonna watch you eat it?...

 

[TBI]

...What kind of pie do you like?....and is the boyfriend gonna watch you eat it?...

LMFAO!

 

[Crazyhippy]

Hope for the sake of all that is good and canadian, you answered "Hair"

 

[Tom Brown]

If I was dating this young girl, I would give her a nasty spanking.

She might enjoy it and find it sexually pleasing but I wouldn't.

 

[Guest]

Maybe this will warm Tom up....

[video=youtube;KMsUXUQx-XI]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KMsUXUQx-XI[/video]

 

[TBI]

Hope for the sake of all that is good and canadian, you answered "Hair"

Has Tom ever showed you pics of his dream girl "Squatch"? He is a big fan of hair pie

 

[Tom Brown]

Has Tom ever showed you pics of his dream girl "Squatch"? He is a big fan of hair pie

With Squatch it's more of a 3 tier hair wedding cake.

 

[Guest]

With Squatch it's more of a 3 tier hair wedding cake.

Squatch....?

 

[PCB]

We had a blizzard here last night. My back door was snowed in almost to the very top of the door. The front door is 5' above grade and had snow above the threshold but not so high up I couldn't push the door open enough to get out.

I dug my way into the shop, fired up my nice new blower, opened the overhead door, and walked out through a 5' bank that had been against the overhead door. I could hear the blower hogging down from WOT as I ground through that shit.

Two hours into it, I was about half way done my house and the neighbor's place (old woman... can't clear her own drive) when a young girl in a Sunfire with bald tires tried to turn the corner. She ended up hung up like a lawn chair in January. There are 2' deep ruts in some pretty sloppy snow. It's tough for 4 wheel drive Jeeps to get through. Trying it in a Sunfire was just dumb.

It turned out, she is my neighbour a few houses down and thought she was going to park in front of her house. She said her boyfriend was going to clear it for her. He was amost done. He had about 6' to go on a 6' bank.

... so I brought over my shovel and blower. I blew out her park spot, blew a path for her to drive into the spot, and shovelled out below her car so her wheels were touching the ground again. Nothing that can't be handled with 90 minutes of me working while her and her boyfriend watched. Her boyfriend came out of the house in bell bottom pants 4" too long for his legs so he was walking on the cuffs and a bunny hug. At least the girl was dressed warm.

They both thanked me once they got the car into the freshly cleared spot.

Clearing the spot, I made a mess of the street so I cleaned that up and then cleared the sidewalk in front of a few houses on that side of the street. It's not cool to just leave a 6' cliff or the older people can't rappel down the snow cliff.

Anyway, it's a lot of material to move. My auger is only 30" high so when I plow into a high bank, the section above the auger falls down onto the engine and where I'm walking. It's a basic mess. You have to go back and forth a lot of times to get the job done.

I was feeling pretty good about taking care of business when I came home until I realized the houses I normally do were only half done.

I've been inside for 15 minutes now and 10 minutes ago, an old woman from somewhere down the street came over to thank me and ask what kind of pie I like. Life is good.

You spelled neighbor wrong.
(but the first time you spelled it right, lol)

Stories like this are cool, but they really make me realize how great Southern California weather is. :skull

 

[Guest]

[video=youtube;khnqrqK8Zi0]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=khnqrqK8Zi0[/video]

 

[Tom Brown]

AOOOOOOGA!

 

[TBI]

 

[Tom Brown]

You should be glad I cleaned it up for family viewing.

 

[Flyinbowtie]

I was...oh gawd...never...geez..

 

[Yellowboat]

I think you need to trade that snow blower for a chainsaw to get thru that bush.

 

[Rexone]

Nothing that can't be handled with 90 minutes of me working while her and her boyfriend watched.

Work Union, Live Better.

 

[callbob]

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I blew out her park spot, blew a path for her to drive into the spot, down the snow cliff.

:

does this not sound a little.........off, to anybody but me? all the best Tom

 

[Wheeler]

an old woman from somewhere down the street came over to thank me and ask what kind of pie I like.

I imagine you answered, "Moose Turd Pie" I hear it's a Canadian favourite.

 

[Tom Brown]

Work Union, Live Better.

We have solidarity on my block, Mike. :thumbsup

 

[Tom Brown]

I just came in from outside. 6 more inches of snow has fallen.

I better fill my jerry can on my way home from work tomorrow.

This is one time when my POS Ford Explorer is a good vehicle to have. It is a monster on these sloppy streets.

 

[Rexone]

I just came in from outside. 6 more inches of snow has fallen.

I better fill my jerry can on my way home from work tomorrow.

This is one time when my POS Ford Explorer is a good vehicle to have. It is a monster on these sloppy streets.

Let's try and be a little more PC Tom.

You may want to consider just skipping work tomorrow (if you were unionized this wouldn't be an issue) and just clear snow for the neighbours.

Also, what type of pie did you actually end up with? Sounds like a multi-pie week for you coming up. :thumbsup

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The history of the Jerrycan is notable because it was reverse engineered during World War II. The name of the jerrycan reveals its German origins (Jerry being a disparaging wartime name for Germany and Germans).[7]
[edit] German invention

The jerrycan was invented by the Germans during a secret project ordered by Hitler. The Germans called it the Wehrmachtskanister. The Germans had thousands of jerrycans stockpiled by 1939 in anticipation of war.[8]
[edit] American lack of interest

In 1939, an American engineer named Paul Pleiss had built a vehicle to journey to India with his German colleague. After building the car, they realized they didn't have any storage for emergency water. The German engineer had access to the stockpile of Jerrycans at Tempelhof Airport and just managed to take three. They drove across 11 national borders without incident until Field Marshal Goering sent a plane to take the engineer home. The German engineer compounded his treason by giving Pleiss complete specifications for the manufacture of the can. Pleiss continued on to Calcutta, put his car in storage, and flew back to Philadelphia.

Pleiss told American military officials about the can, but they ignored him. Without a sample, he realized he couldn't get anywhere. He eventually got the car shipped to New York by a roundabout method, and sent a can to Washington. The War Department decided instead to use the WWI ten-gallon can with two screw closures, which required both a wrench and funnel for pouring.

The one American jerrycan was sent to Camp Holabird, Maryland, where it was redesigned. It only retained the handles, size and shape. The weld was replaced with rolled seams, the lining was removed and it now required a wrench and a funnel.

The original design proved far superior and these fuel containers were subsequently used in all theatres of war around the world.[8]
[edit] British necessity

At the beginning of the Second World War, the British Army were equipped with simple rectangular fuel containers: a 2 Imperial gallon (9 litres) container made of pressed steel and a 4 gallon (18 litres) container made from tin plate. While the 9 litre - 2 gallon containers were relatively strong, they were expensive to produce. The 18 litre - 4 gallon containers, which were mainly manufactured in the third world, were cheap and plentiful but they were not very robust. Consequently they were colloquially known as flimsies.

While adequate for transportation by road in Europe, the flimsies proved to be extremely unsatisfactory during the North African Campaign and severely hampered the operation of the British 8th Army. The transportation of fuel over rough terrain often resulted in much of the fuel being lost as the containers were easily punctured. The resultant leakages also made the transportation vehicles liable to fuel fires.

When the British Army first saw the German fuel cans during the invasion of Norway in 1940, the British immediately saw the advantages of the superior design. The containers had three handles on them, which allowed easy handling by one or two people, or to be moved bucket brigade-style; the sides of the can were marked with cross-like indentations that strengthened the can while allowing the contents to expand, as did an air pocket under the handles when the can was filled correctly. Rather than a screw cap, the containers used a cam lever release mechanism with a short spout secured with a snap closure and an air-pipe to the air pocket which enabled smooth pouring (which was omitted in some copies). The interior was also lined with an impervious plastic, first developed for steel beer barrels that would allow the can to be used for either water or gasoline. The can was welded, and had a gasket for a leak-proof mouth. The British used cans captured from the "Jerries" (Germans) — hence "jerrycans" — in preference to their own containers as much as possible. Later in 1940 Pleiss was in London, and British officers asked him about the design and manufacture of the jerrycan. Pleiss ordered the second of his three jerrycans flown to London.

 

[TPC]

:thumbsup
Good story Brown.

 

[Guest]

Brown & Squatch...The early years...

 

[Rexone]

Hang tight Tom, your pie will be ready momentarily.

 

[Tom Brown]

She's a happy helper!

[video=youtube;Nbh-FcyjWws]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Nbh-FcyjWws[/video]

 

[Tom Brown]

The new place I work for is pretty laid back. By "pretty laid back", I mean... they could slip into a coma and no one would notice.

Today is a "snow day". I'm working from home. In two and a half decades of work, I've never had a "snow day" before.

One of the guys has a Smart FourTwo so I knew he wouldn't be in. Another takes the bus and he said there are reports of several buses getting stuck, long delays, etc.

When did we turn into pussies? All that's left now is to get Winnipeg over here to suck our civic clit.

 

[Outdrive1]

:thumbsup Good work Tommy Boy.

 

[TBI]

Let's try and be a little more PC Tom.

You may want to consider just skipping work tomorrow (if you were unionized this wouldn't be an issue) and just clear snow for the neighbours.

Also, what type of pie did you actually end up with? Sounds like a multi-pie week for you coming up. :thumbsup

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The history of the Jerrycan is notable because it was reverse engineered during World War II. The name of the jerrycan reveals its German origins (Jerry being a disparaging wartime name for Germany and Germans).[7]
[edit] German invention

The jerrycan was invented by the Germans during a secret project ordered by Hitler. The Germans called it the Wehrmachtskanister. The Germans had thousands of jerrycans stockpiled by 1939 in anticipation of war.[8]
[edit] American lack of interest

In 1939, an American engineer named Paul Pleiss had built a vehicle to journey to India with his German colleague. After building the car, they realized they didn't have any storage for emergency water. The German engineer had access to the stockpile of Jerrycans at Tempelhof Airport and just managed to take three. They drove across 11 national borders without incident until Field Marshal Goering sent a plane to take the engineer home. The German engineer compounded his treason by giving Pleiss complete specifications for the manufacture of the can. Pleiss continued on to Calcutta, put his car in storage, and flew back to Philadelphia.

Pleiss told American military officials about the can, but they ignored him. Without a sample, he realized he couldn't get anywhere. He eventually got the car shipped to New York by a roundabout method, and sent a can to Washington. The War Department decided instead to use the WWI ten-gallon can with two screw closures, which required both a wrench and funnel for pouring.

The one American jerrycan was sent to Camp Holabird, Maryland, where it was redesigned. It only retained the handles, size and shape. The weld was replaced with rolled seams, the lining was removed and it now required a wrench and a funnel.

The original design proved far superior and these fuel containers were subsequently used in all theatres of war around the world.[8]
[edit] British necessity

At the beginning of the Second World War, the British Army were equipped with simple rectangular fuel containers: a 2 Imperial gallon (9 litres) container made of pressed steel and a 4 gallon (18 litres) container made from tin plate. While the 9 litre - 2 gallon containers were relatively strong, they were expensive to produce. The 18 litre - 4 gallon containers, which were mainly manufactured in the third world, were cheap and plentiful but they were not very robust. Consequently they were colloquially known as flimsies.

While adequate for transportation by road in Europe, the flimsies proved to be extremely unsatisfactory during the North African Campaign and severely hampered the operation of the British 8th Army. The transportation of fuel over rough terrain often resulted in much of the fuel being lost as the containers were easily punctured. The resultant leakages also made the transportation vehicles liable to fuel fires.

When the British Army first saw the German fuel cans during the invasion of Norway in 1940, the British immediately saw the advantages of the superior design. The containers had three handles on them, which allowed easy handling by one or two people, or to be moved bucket brigade-style; the sides of the can were marked with cross-like indentations that strengthened the can while allowing the contents to expand, as did an air pocket under the handles when the can was filled correctly. Rather than a screw cap, the containers used a cam lever release mechanism with a short spout secured with a snap closure and an air-pipe to the air pocket which enabled smooth pouring (which was omitted in some copies). The interior was also lined with an impervious plastic, first developed for steel beer barrels that would allow the can to be used for either water or gasoline. The can was welded, and had a gasket for a leak-proof mouth. The British used cans captured from the "Jerries" (Germans) — hence "jerrycans" — in preference to their own containers as much as possible. Later in 1940 Pleiss was in London, and British officers asked him about the design and manufacture of the jerrycan. Pleiss ordered the second of his three jerrycans flown to London.

Heir pie?

 

[RandyH]

Somehow this keeps coming to mind as I read this thread.:thumbsup


[video=youtube;p1iqeEg7ufw]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=p1iqeEg7ufw[/video]

 

[500bbc]

The new place I work for is pretty laid back. By "pretty laid back", I mean... they could slip into a coma and no one would notice.

Today is a "snow day". I'm working from home. In two and a half decades of work, I've never had a "snow day" before.

One of the guys has a Smart FourTwo so I knew he wouldn't be in. Another takes the bus and he said there are reports of several buses getting stuck, long delays, etc.

When did we turn into pussies? All that's left now is to get Winnipeg over here to suck our civic clit.

Never would have happened if you hadn't threatened to unionize the shop.You got 'em running scared, good job!:thumbsup

 

[Tom Brown]

Never would have happened if you hadn't threatened to unionize the shop.You got 'em running scared, good job!:thumbsup

You see, we mention the word "union" and the next thing we know, we don't have to come into work when it snows.

Power to the people! :thumbsup

 

[lebel409]

So what pie showed up at your doorstep...or were you scammed by an old lady?

 

[Tom Brown]

No pie yet but I requested apple cinnamon.

 

[Tremor Therapy]

So I take it you got none of this kind of pie....