It's called Beer, Lee. And if you're smart, it's the promise of beer afterwards, not during.
Cast iron follies
Dec 15, 2007
23 Replies
That's awesome.
Your van was big enough where you should have bolted the jointer to the floor and run an a/c cord out to the van!
I went to a county surplus auction once where an item listed on the prospectus was a photocopier- a single item lot at an auction where a typical lot was at least one pallet load of stuff- some of the lots were a dozen pallets of stuff.
the auctioneer got around to the photocopier and started the bid at I think $100. no bids, so he started dropping the price. he got down to $20 and was ready to give up and move on when a voice piped up "five dollars". the auctioneer hollered out "sold!" and the auction went on.
at the end of the bidding was the part where the guy with the forklift brings out the stuff for you. the look on the womans face when he brought out a machine the size of a large refrigerator on it's side was priceless.
And if your Suckers errr buddies won't do it for cold beer a. look for new buddies b.enlist the help of your teenage daughter/granddaughter or niece and get the neighborhood teenage boys to move it for you. Teenage boys will go to great lengths to impress teenage girls with their strength.
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