I was walking in the woods by our house when I saw this pleather couch dumped in a meadow. I’m assuming the owner of the property plans on burning it at some point when the entire meadow won’t go up in flames.
That’s why I want to blow one up.
It’s not. It burns longer though. I will some times poor some diesel on a burn pile, and then just a little gas to start the whole shebang. Yeah, It’s cheating, but it’s faster.
Um, why is (was?) your trash barrel furry?
(yes, I know this was your way of showing your accent, that’s just the first reaction I had while reading it)
Heh. I actually said that sentence to Son-of-a-wrek when I got back to the house.
He said “Ma, you’re a hick!”
perhaps it is a scenery viewing couch.
There’s a corner on intersecting county roads. That is the recliner corner. If you turn right it will go to the back road to my house. But don’t. The road is washed out at a certain creek. Dead Turtle Creek.(don’t ask).
People dump their old recliners there… approximately 40 are there.
Occasionally you see a person sitting in one.
Do NOT stop and talk to them.
The meadow is planted with stuff deer eat, so it may very well be that the guy who owns the land sits there and watches all the deer prancing about.