At the lebanon meet, i learned my thin gauge practice drag bucket (that was only made to understand the mechanics) is too light for crumb rubber. Build a new one, or weld more crap to it...
So that got a whole new arch, which was a bit too heavy. Then my welder stuck a counterweight on the back, ground on the arch to clear the chains. Now we see how that monkey at the controls does with it.
Once we got that squared away, some guys wanted to hire us to excavate a foundation for their building. This jerk with a cigar starts going off on Mike Oxbig Hauling being inappropriate, then pointing at the crane boom and getting weird. Everything out of this guys mouth was pen is-this, and phallic-that. The whole time he's sucking on a cigar like a, nevermind. Then his nerd friend with the pipe and glasses started backing him up with even more of this rude junk. I had to throw them out of my yard!
Don't work for that Sigmund Freud guy, or his buddy Carl Jung. Those guys are obsessed.