skew
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Well it finally came to pass after many years of sneaking behind bushes and trees and behind the chipper,
ect...-
yes you guessed it I was caught wizzing. You know when people that you are working for offer you their facilities? Well honestly it is usually too far or you don't want to de-boot or drop a bunch of saw dust or what ever. As well as frequently I will drink over a gallon of water a day(sorry Tom no bladder usually a plastic jug-does that count?)which makes for frequent pit stops.
The day in question had me working out on an old homestead with some giant Cottonwoods. The place has huge hay fields surrounding it. "Sandy" my client is a rural mail carrier and usually isn't around when I am working there. Well the day in question I was up in the bucket and felt the urge and came down. I am standing there by the front of my truck with a thousand acre hay field in front of me and no houses around for a mile or so. I did not feel the need to conceal my self too stealthily so there I am with one hand on my cell phone blabbin away and the other on my John Thomas. The engine running on the bucket must have concealed the sound of Sandy aproaching and she comes around the corner and there I am. I am embarresed, she is embarressed.
After a bit I sheepishly walked around and offered my apologies. Sandy having grown up on this farm was fairly unperturbed. I lamely offered- I wonder whether I should give you a discount or charge extra for the show.
She came back with out missing a beat that she didn't see much so it should be a discount!
yes you guessed it I was caught wizzing. You know when people that you are working for offer you their facilities? Well honestly it is usually too far or you don't want to de-boot or drop a bunch of saw dust or what ever. As well as frequently I will drink over a gallon of water a day(sorry Tom no bladder usually a plastic jug-does that count?)which makes for frequent pit stops.
The day in question had me working out on an old homestead with some giant Cottonwoods. The place has huge hay fields surrounding it. "Sandy" my client is a rural mail carrier and usually isn't around when I am working there. Well the day in question I was up in the bucket and felt the urge and came down. I am standing there by the front of my truck with a thousand acre hay field in front of me and no houses around for a mile or so. I did not feel the need to conceal my self too stealthily so there I am with one hand on my cell phone blabbin away and the other on my John Thomas. The engine running on the bucket must have concealed the sound of Sandy aproaching and she comes around the corner and there I am. I am embarresed, she is embarressed.
After a bit I sheepishly walked around and offered my apologies. Sandy having grown up on this farm was fairly unperturbed. I lamely offered- I wonder whether I should give you a discount or charge extra for the show.
She came back with out missing a beat that she didn't see much so it should be a discount!
