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RE: Not Animal Cruelty

in OCD3 years ago

Sometimes when I am reading a post I jump a sentence or 2 cuz ya know...

Things are predictable and ya fill it in and roll along without missing a beat...

None of that here, read every word, a few of them twice. Then I ended up at the Vet. "Frikkin" Priceless. Now I gotta read more of your stuff.

This old KrazzyTrukker just programmed you into his GPS. (follow) So I can remember to stop by again. Good Stuff here Man.!

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Hold up, I jumped your first two sentences, I need to start over.

So you're saying I didn't put you to sleep? Sweet! This response is my characterized way of avoiding having to replicate such a nice comment.

I'm glad you think so, thank you! <-- see what I mean? Weak!

It's just you and I here, right? I'm so grateful for the attention my content has been gaining recently. I try hard, I put more effort into edits than I'll ever admit, and my favorite part is this engagement right here.

Pleasure to be met @krazzytrucker. That's clever to misspell crazy by the way.

All the other Crazies were taken...

Surprising how many of us there are. (Crazy)

A guest speaker (name drop) Kevin Rutherford at a Landstar (trucking) event. Asks us our C.B. handles. Then goes on to embarrass us in front of a couple thousand other truckers with what mini vans on vay-k with radios in them and children are thinking of us truckers. The whole image speech. I raised my hand and he came back to me. I said " Warm Fuzzy Bunny" just did not roll off the tongue very well... I got a laugh, I felt like an idiot.

I always tell people, a guy has to be crazy to do this job.

I would've laughed too! Might've even stood up and busted an air (((hula))) dance. Didn't know you could emphasize hula in a side to side fashion like that did you?

Neither did I

Dude when I was a kid, I was one of those kids whose mother's boyfriend had a cb radio. That was high tech in the late 80's. I had this signature squeak I'd say when someone was leaving for the night. People would say "you're back out" or "I'm back out" as they're signing off. I would squeaky squeak as high as I could yeeeeeeerr (just that part) and then say 'back out.'

If you've never heard such a thing or everything I'm saying is complete bullshit and it was a world i created in my head, please consider not reporting me to the nearest psyche ward.