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Technical abillity, Insane ideas, and the love of wierd and wonderfull shit, that there is no time in their over stressed brains for "CRAP" like spelling and punktuation.

Sunday 25 March 2012

SACKED OFF SO I WENT FOR A WALK

 YESTERDAY WENT SO WELL MAKING MY PIPES BUT TODAY I TRYED MAKING THE 2-1 COLLECTOR BOX , I WAS TRYING TO USE REALLY THIN STAINLESS STEEL; IT DROVE ME FUCKIN NUTS, I JUST KEPT BLOWING HOLES IN SHIT AND MAKING A BIG MESS.
SO I SPAT MY DUMMY AND WENT FOR A WALK.
JUST A SHORT DRIVE FROM MY GAFF IS THIS AMAZING PIECE OF OLD ENGINEERING.
ON DARTMOOR THERE ARE A FEW GRANNIT QUARIES. LEADING FROM THIES QUARIES TO THE TIEGN ESTUARY (ABOUT 11 MILES) ARE THIES GRANNIT TRAM LINES WHERE THEY USED O DRAG THE GRANNET TO GET LOADED ONTO BARGES, THEN BOATS TO BE SHIPPED ALL OVER THE UK.
JACK THE BASTARD PATROLLING HIS KINGDOM.
AFTER A WALK IN THE SUN WITH THE BUZZARDS DIVE-BOMBING EACH OTHER AND THE LARKS WARBBLEING AWAY , I FELT RELAXED AND A SOLUTION TO MY PROBLEM POPPED INTO MY TINY MIND. I DROVE BACK HOME AND ATTEMPTED TO WELD SOME DIFFERENT PIECES TOGETHER BUT FOUND OUT THAT WHILST I WAS OUT ALL MY ARGON HAD LEAKED FROM MY BOTTLE. BOLLOCKS. SO I CYCLED TO THE PUB

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