So did Beavis and 40 Miles of Bad Road. Their activities consisted of hanging out with their friends:
And hanging out at their portable storage space, aka the Worktruck from Hell:
Big Daddy has a new ride:
I don't know if that's a rental or what...I assume it is, because that pickup is nowhere near the size of the old one.
And in the ironiest of all ironies, we have a new camper in front of our house...for real!
It belongs to our friend who I shall call BS. Hahahahahha!
BS is kinda-sorta homeless right now. Well, OK, he is. But he has three vehicles...two cars and that cute lil' motorhome thingy. He used to live with some hippies about a mile away, but the landlord isn't around and the chick who's in the landlord's place gave BS two weeks notice to clear out. BS is going to be up in NoCal for the next 9-10 days and needed a spot to store his hoopty(hope I spelled that right)because it would get towed if he left it in his former neighborhood.
So like dumbasses, the Husband and I said yes.
BS has quite the sense of humor about the value of the camper:
And I found this "note" on the windshield today:
The lack of windshield wipers amuses me. It had better not be raining when BS picks this monster up!
Which, by the way, should be interesting. When BS dropped off the monster, we had him do a little parking-spot manoevering. When he went to start up the monster, it died. DAMMIT. The Husband said, We can put it on the charger the day before it's supposed to be picked up. I just hope that'll do the trick!
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