Final Destination

Well, I am in Riviera Beach again. The last time I was here, my father almost broke my legs with a huge 2 foot pipe. This time, we were pulling some roots with a backhoe, and I was pulling on a some of the roots when one just snapped out of the ground and threw me back and hit both of my arms, almost bruising them. It threw me back about 6 feet, and actually knocked my hat off of my head. This was only in the second hour. And of course, I’ve already had several calls for people trying to make appointments for today/this week. Anyway, I’ll be back on Friday. I’m also a little tipsy, because I drank a huge bottle of Smirnoff.

Jason

Father of four, amateur chicken farmer, tech enthusiast, primitive camper.

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