Ahhhh, the freedom of the open road…er..um…turf.
I’m always amazed at the skill these guys have and how they seem to be oblivious to all the cars whizzing by at 6o+ mph.
This guy was happily thinking about who knows what as he zoomed along, beside a busy highway, whipping his grass maintenance unit around like it was permanantly attached at the hip.
I visualized him roaring around inside the local Publix grocery store on this thing, pushing those people in the little electric carts out of the way as he quickly scarfed up some tortillas, chili mix, ground beef, jalepeno peppers (fresh from the produce dept.), and a 12 pak of Corona.
On the way in, he’d hook up a load of about 200 carts from the parking lot and drag them into the store, grinning and exchanging thumbs up with the stock boys.
And of course there’s always the chicas in the cosmetics aisle…impressed by his decisive and confident shopping skills…and taste in beer…no doubt wondering if they might be the next one asked out for a night on the town.
Yes folks, I have a vivid imagination sometimes…
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