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If I sold my pickup I would lose about half of my friends.

Need to move? Call Clint.

Bought something too big for your car at a garage sale? Call Clint

I just spent most of the day running my pickup back and forth from a friends house to the recycle center. He is building a new patio and deck and needed to take the materials from demolishing the old one to the recycle center. The short story is that I ran him around all day. He generously bought me a muffin at Starbucks in exchange for my time and fuel. The bed of my truck looks like it belongs to a construction company now. :-5

You're a good man Clint to help out your friends! I only loan out the pickup to my son, and he better bring it back in good shape!

er....Clint, my son needs some help moving some stuff to storage......................................................................................................:wah: ...just kidding, he just bought a new pickup and will soon have the same problem i am sure!

If that was really to much to ask, you might want to adjust your boundaries. This is the kind of thing that happens to a generous man with a pickup truck and a lot of time on his hands. If you have too much time on your hands, maybe, take a part time job, doing anything, serving in a Starbucks, or helping in a bookstore. Maybe instead of looking for a straightforward new job position, you might get into one in a "one thing leads to another" sort of way.

Anyway, an act of kindness always comes back to you some way or another.

that is true....no good deed goes unpunished. :driving:

Funny..I am happily married yet I have always said if I had another life and married again, I would only marry a man with a pick-up truck! LOL...

Or.. being out of work for a long time and having too much time on your hands (so that people say "get Clint- he's not busy") may be a sign that you should buy a business or, better yet, start a new one from scratch. Visit the Chanber of Commerce and ask what the community needs, and who's doing small business loans. You'll want something you can close on Friday afternoon and Saturday, too.

lady cop wrote: no good deed goes unpunished. :driving: That would be my signature if I had a signature.

telaquapacky wrote: Or.. being out of work for a long time and having too much time on your hands (so that people say "get Clint- he's not busy") may be a sign that you should buy a business or, better yet, start a new one from scratch. Visit the Chanber of Commerce and ask what the community needs, and who's doing small business loans. You'll want something you can close on Friday afternoon and Saturday, too.
If I get a job how will I stay current in the garden?:-2

I’ve had to totally eliminate retail as an employment possibility.

I’m trying to get some writing done but I’m learning that people don’t think you are really doing something.

I’m also doing some speaking for which I seldom get paid. The opportunities are coming more frequently and honorariums are being offered more often.

I think the way to keeping my pickup parked would be to start a pickup for hire business.

There are generous WOMEN with pickups, remember. Like ME. :-4

Joe Diffie

Pick Up Man





Well, I got my first truck when I was three,

Drove a hundred thousand miles on my knees.

Hauled marbles and rocks and thought twice before,

I hauled a Barbie doll bed for the girl next door.

She tried to pay me with a kiss and I began to understand,

There's somethin' women like about a pick up man. When I turned sixteen, I'd saved a few hundred bucks;

My first car was a pick up truck.

I was cruisin' the town and the first girl I see,

Was Bobby Joe Gentry, the home coming Queen.

She flagged me down and climbed up in the cab and said:

"I never knew you were a pick-up man."


You can set my truck on fire and roll it down a hill,

And I still wouldn't trade it for a Coupe de Ville.

I've got an eight-foot bed that never has to be made.

You know, if it weren't for trucks we wouldn't have tail gates.

I met all my wives in traffic jams:

There's just somethin' women like about a pick-up man.Most Friday nights I can be found,

In the bed of my truck on an old chaise lounge.

Backed into my spot at the drive-in show.

You know, a cargo-light gives off a romantic glow.

I never have to wait in line at the popcorn stand,

'Cause theres somethin' women like about a pick-up man.


You can set my truck on fire and roll it down a hill,

And I still wouldn't trade it for a Coupe de Ville.

I've got an eight-foot bed that never has to be made.

You know, if it weren't for trucks we wouldn't have tail gates.

I met all my wives in traffic jams:

There's just somethin' women like about a pick-up man.

A bucket of rust or a brand new machine,

Once around the block and you'll know what I mean.


You can set my truck on fire and roll it down a hill,

And I still wouldn't trade it for a Coupe de Ville.

I've got an eight-foot bed that never has to be made.

You know, if it weren't for trucks we wouldn't have tail gates.

I met all my wives in traffic jams:

There's just somethin' women like about a pick-up man.

Yeah, there's somethin' women like about a pick-up man.

Aw, drive that pick-up.

:guitaristI guess I've just never had a problem... I've always offered my pickup.

I think it's fun to help out.



Maybe your friend will invite you over for a bbq and a glass of wine on

his new deck!



;)

valerie wrote: I guess I've just never had a problem... I've always offered my pickup.

I think it's fun to help out.



Maybe your friend will invite you over for a bbq and a glass of wine on

his new deck!



;)


You are right. I was tired and grumpy. I'm still tired but not so grumpy.

Clint wrote: If I sold my pickup I would lose about half of my friends.

Need to move? Call Clint.

Bought something too big for your car at a garage sale? Call Clint

I just spent most of the day running my pickup back and forth from a friends house to the recycle center. He is building a new patio and deck and needed to take the materials from demolishing the old one to the recycle center. The short story is that I ran him around all day. He generously bought me a muffin at Starbucks in exchange for my time and fuel.




That was one exxxxpppppeeeennnnsssive muffin! - for you! :driving:

I used to live in an area where this was the case.

Now I live in an area where everybody has pickups! It's the guys who have the front-loaders and backhoes who are in demand for "friendship".

Tombstone wrote: That was one exxxxpppppeeeennnnsssive muffin! - for you! :driving:

I used to live in an area where this was the case.

Now I live in an area where everybody has pickups! It's the guys who have the front-loaders and backhoes who are in demand for "friendship".
If I had a backhoe here I could work for free 24/7:wah:

Scrat wrote: Love that tune. :guitarist

Seems that a lot of people here live in a place definitely different from mine. I miss the rural life sometimes. :yh_cry
Me too Scrat. I was born and raised in a rural setting. I've lived in the "big city" for three years now and it hasn't been good for me. I think that when you are raised in the city you are okay in the city but when you were raised rural, you suffer in the city.