Burnt a stick in a Miami easement swappin' the lasher, no phone to belt off over. It was only framed at about 18 feet but I landed sideways on a rotted stockade fence, took it right to the ground. That night my buddies old lady pulled chunks of wood outta my arm pit and ribs for about an hour while I swilled Jack Daniels, those were the days...
the linemen are slimein' but at least they're still climbin'
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