Hi guys!
I may have mentioned in another post about helping my sis install an attic fan..I think I also mentioned to you about how my wife can write stories.
I thought I'd pass this one along! Hope you like it!
your friend,
john
Hey! Here is an excerpt from a letter I wrote to mom and Dad.... You
know...kinda one of those "guess what we did this weekend" jobs.
Hope you like it!
:-)
Mwa!!!
"Ok... so John is on a ladder working with the louvers and he forces
them up into the hole. He says, "Ok, turn on the fan." Sure enough,
the louvers open as the powerful fan sucks them up. Along with all the
dust on johns shoulders. The few hairs on the top of his head stand
erect. It was pretty neat. Talk about great air flow. Truly great
suction. Yup, powerful. Really really great...
So John now has gotten the idea of where the hole has to be cut wider to
fix the annoying rattle that the louvers make while the fan is turned on
because the hole is too tight. He starts pulling the louvers out.
I ask, "Don't you think I should turn the fan off first??"
He says, "Nah, I'm not close enough to get hit by it."
"Oh, ok" I say admiringly, sensing the wisdom behind his words.
The instant the louvers break free, they are sucked up into the fan. A
fan blade smacks down on the louver and hurls it down again like a
machete, slicing a Comanche pleasing piece of scalp from the top of his
head. About the size of a quarter.
"Chunk of John" lands on the louver with a splat.
Definitely a crowd pleaser.
EWWWWwwwwwwwwwwwwwww!!!!!!!!! is the consentual word for the rest of the
day.
Cool!
Of course, he starts bleeding. And he's got a big boo boo on the top of
his head.
But really, he doesn't look much worse from any other time that he mows
the lawn, losing scalp to murderous mesquite limbs.
Having seen him in this state many times before everyone returns to
work, leaving him to his job.
Ok... actually, people couldn't look at him. He looked like the devil,
man! He asfixed a clump of toilette paper to the top of his head, stuck
there by nature's red glue.
He finished fixing the hole and the louvers...with the fan turned off,
......of course! Whaddaya think, he's crazy or something?????
We did a few more things, ripping carpet out and moving furniture out of
the way, etc. We finished off the day eating hamburgers from the grill
and retelling the louver vs John story. Which led to the bee sting
between the eyes story, which led to the accidently getting shot by a
.22 between the eyes story, which led to the bungee cord hook between
the eyes story, which led to the trying to explode a claymore primer
with a wooden palette story, etc..... sadly... all true stories, LOL!!"