Where is everyone #5

I hear he's been playing dodgecow too

 

Loaded pallets of cement in Buda this afternoon and apparently someone fell off their trailer a few weeks ago so they've gone all safety nazi now. Full ppe, harness hooked up to the stupid tether thing.

Always gotta be one person to screw it up for everyone else.

 

I couldn’t win an election in my own house.

-Taking welfare means you lose your vote.
-Welfare recipients have to do community service to earn their pay.
-Take more from Unemployment insurance than you paid in means you lose your vote.
-No student loans for skills that aren’t in demand
-Hoodies are a disguise
-Speed limiter law repealed
-Elog law repealed
-Shippers rate disclosed on all rate confirmations.
-no more stealing fuel tax money from highway repair budgets

 

LMAO

Is that what it sounds like?

 

You're doing better than me if you only hate most people. I'm sitting at about 95% of people. Can't possibly be healthy, but there it is anyhow.

 

(long post)

Let me tell you of the 4 Drivers of the Asphalt.

I was guided by the spirit into the corn belt and I heard a voice over the radio that said, "Come on." And look there was a driver, big and powerful, coming out of Ohio. And his rig was a Monster. And he was given the power to crush mountains. And snowflakes would melt every time he started his rig.

I heard a voice from the west that compelled me southward. And I found myself standing on i-40. And an angel asked me what it was that I was looking for. And the angel cried, "He's about to put the hammer down!" And smoke arose from deep in the earth, and the ground opened up, and a Peterbilt came out of the ground, blowing coal, flying down I-40 without touching the ground. And the driver at the wheel was called Cooter, and he was the last of the lawless. And the road burned as he flew across the earth.

After these things, I saw a peculiar thing, a bunch of DOT cops buzzing like flies. They were all over the place. In their mist was a heavy hauler. The heavy hauler looked at me and said, "I'm glad you're here." That was a mystery, because I couldn't tell if he was being sincere or being sarcastic. And many books were open and many sources were quoted and many hated the heavy hauler who was glad they were there. And the rock masses feared the driver that lived in the mass of DOT flies.

And I was taken to the land of Terror, where drivers fear to go. And from an island came a driver named Ruthless. And Ruthless ruled as king in Terror, and he threw a feast lasting for 8760 days, a day for an hour, an hour for a day.

 

Lancaster, PA tomorrow God willing and the creek don’t rise

 

Poor Brazilian gal ain't NEVER gonna figure that one out. ...... But if she does, I hope she lets me in on the interpretation, 'cause I ain't sure if I got more than 70 % myself.

 

You ain't lived til you had a rangy 6 weight try to pile you up in the corner of the trailer.