Took the KLX up to the Moutere logging sites today, and the dickhead patrol had been up the night before, and left the place an unholy, and unsafe mess.
The Dickhead Patrol:
15-19 yr old males in covered vehicles.
I have figured out the necessary rites of passage for being a Dickhead patrol member.
Act 1 - Thou must be able to yell when drunk, and laugh at shit you say, thats not funny.
Act 2 - Thou must be able to overtake on blind corners, in a Subaru, or similar branded vehicle.
Act 3 - Thou must breaketh glass. Smashing bottles is a must, as was seen today in Moutere.
Act 4 - Thou must empty the entire contents of your car on the ground, including McDonalds bags, KFC boxes, cans (they wont break, so are useless).
One of the Dickhead patrol that was up in this particular site last nite got a surprise when we delivered all the rubbish they had dropped, onto their parents front lawn, along twith the addressed envelope they had accidentally thrown out of the car along with their litter. Parents were none too happy at me walking to their fence, and dumping a large carboard carton of shit on their front lawn, but oldest son was being denied use of the family car as I left. This made me smile.
Fuck these shit heads make me wild. No respect for anything, I challenge them every opportunity I get.
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