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PC members with warped sense of humor
Posted by AL on February 10, 2015 at 11:45 amToyota Aygo: Crazy | Ads of the World™
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After you see this some PC members with a warped sense of humor will be thinking about this a little more then just watching the video.Archived replied 11 years, 7 months ago 6 Members · 9 Replies -
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Yeah, I can see Jon figuring a way to get his tag to raise higher and a lot quicker, then using the macerator dump at the rear.
Al, Jon is onery enough, don’t be posting this stuff and giving him ideas!
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You have to be careful around PC folks. As the average age of a Prevost owner exceeds the age when drawing social security is allowed this entire group may see those videos and end up wetting their Depends.
Seeing the car lifting its leg and peeing reminded me of when I was making sales calls with Tom. You all know he is getting on in years so you can believe this.
He dressed up with a suit with a tie and a vest, and as usual he had to stop and pee just after he got in the car. So I stopped at a quiet spot along the road, he opened his vest, pulled out his tie, and peed in his pants.
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OMG. what a way to start my morning! I couldn’t stop laughing as I thought of no-slide Nancy having to clean him up.
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Next time I see a tag axle being raised, I’m going to make sure I’m NOT within range!
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My back is cold and I am lying here on the paper, looking up at the ceiling, and I know I have been in this room before.
How? The tiles look very familiar, the Dr. walks in, “What is going on today Mr. Smith?”
I always like that, how they refer to me as “Mister Smith.” A sign of respect, honor, dignity, something I am totally unaccustomed to, believe me.
So I sit up, groan a little, and then I say: “Well, I was walking across the kitchen, with this fresh cup of coffee that I had just made. And it was full, we are talking really full Doc, all the way to the brim. And this morning my Hay-fever and Allergies were in full swing, I am bucking and snorting to beat the band!”
Dr. nods his head, in agreement, and then says: “What happened?”
So I say, “As I was saying, was walking across the kitchen with this LOADED COFFEE CUP and SHE hates it when I spill it on the floor. And then the urge came.”
“What urge?” the doctor asks, “Oh, I am sorry. The urge to sneeze Doc, so you can readily see my predicament here, I got this REALLY FULL LOADED COFFEE CUP and I am getting ready to seize up and sneeze.”
“So what happened Mr. Smith?”
“Well, I uh, kind of held it all in, until I got to the table, sorta.”
“You did what?” as my Government Taxpayer reimbursed healer could not believe what it is that he heard.
“I just kind of held the sneeze until I got to the kitchen table about eight feet away, which was fine, I made it okay Doc. Unfortunately, my butt-cheeks got all snagged up … I damn nere exploded and all of a sudden I saw … all these really neat looking stars … well y’know. Now I have this pain right down here and it is kind of burning.”
My ObamaCare Certified AARP Health Care Professional then smiles and says to me, “All of my patients are boring, mundane, same old aches and pains, when I see them. But you Mr. Smith, I always love it when you come in. You specialize, you are always out of the norm. That’s what makes it so interesting.”
I guess he was referring to my last visit, my accident in the bus shop.
He said “Show me where it hurts if you please?”
”Where does it hurt?”
“Oh yeah, okay.” I replied.
Took my finger and started pointing out the areas of discomfort on my tired, weathered, beat up old frame, the spots that had led me here to this point in time.
I said,
“Here. Ouch!
And here.
Ouch!
And all the way up here.
EEEEEEeeeeeeouch!”(That last one was a real booger)
He shook his head and said, “Mr. Smith your finger is broken.”
Damn bus.
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It’s for sure not my finger Oakie, it worked well the last time I showed it to Jon! Funny story though…
As for Jon’s comments about our sales trip, you know he’s full of the stuff he likes for his garden, have you ever seen me with a tie? By the last day, a stranger would have suggested it was like a scene out of Grumpy Ole Men if anyone could have heard the conversations. Every time we left the car you could hear comments like this:
Damn, my hip is killing me
Just get out of the car you puss
Bite me, my leg is asleep
Ouch, the freaking shoulder belt hurt my arm
I gotta wizz
Sheesh, did you just crap your pants
How the hell do I lock the door
Forget it, I hope they steal this pile of crap
Did you take your pills
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Every one of them was Tom’s comments, and I hope you are all sympathetic to me. I had to hear stuff like that over hundreds of miles.
OK, it wasn’t a tie.
Every one of you know that as Tom ages he wears his belt higher and higher. It is now just under his nipples and it was his belt he pulled out, not his tie.
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Geesh, you guys are worth the price of admission and then some. Maybe you should do a documentary next sales call trip and sell DVD’s.
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