You'll probably guess where I found it

The thing is, as all of you who are for really truckers know, business in the current economic climate isn't so hot. So, guys like me find themselves with too much time on their hands. I, therefor, decided to fill some of the time with this little fantasy thread for your amusement or amazement or both. Now, I will mention to the sage gentleman who isn't wired that I am not a recruiter of any sort for anyone. For the last 33 years I've been an over the road truck driver. (Please don't tell my folks that I drive a truck. They think I'm a piano player in a whorehouse.) For nearly 20 of those years, I've driven for Crete Carrier Corp.

Of course, I would readily admit that the Wireless Wiseguy is actually one up on me. He may, in fact, be wireless. I, on the other hand as anyone who knows me will tell you, am not wired right. Alas! I'm just one more certified registered nutcase who drives a truck.

In response to the gentleman who shares my nickname, Skip, I would point out that I am not only deprived, but if you queried Luvtheroad, she'd tell you that I am both deprived and depraved. You see, now that I'm here tottering on the front stoop of senility, I've been obliged to ask myself one of those incisive rhetorical soul searching questions. Why should I be just an old man when with just a little effort I can be a dirty old man? As any old coot walking off into the sunset can tell you, the latter is a helluva lot more fun!