manco

im liking the term "brash rat"

not to put too fine a point on it, im sure somewhere in 25 pages someone else has asked, but where do they piss? forestry jobs, no problem. construction sites, no problem. mrs miggins back garden, uh-oh.

nothing to add

helmets unlikely stop chainsaws but may deflect it slightly, ive wondered why you cant buy some sort of collar of protective fibres, ive seen sleeves, and theres obviously the trousers and chaps. sure it would be hot but there must be some way to work with it if its gonna potentially save your life? all this excluding the usual comments which will follow about proper working practices and such.

not a fan of the dressage, looks like a load of rubbish. whens the beach volleyball on?

first vote for the protector pro

youve all got it wrong. the chip they inject with the vaccine isnt to track you. its a nanodevice in case they need to bump you off. im thinking Fortress 1992, starring Christopher Lambert "a small device is forcibly inserted down his throat: an "intestinator", which causes extreme abdominal pain when a punishment order is issued. The device can also be triggered to detonate in cases of extreme punishment" the smartphone glued to your hand all day can only track you im also thinking these air pod jobbies starting to look very similar to the cybermen upgrades from Dr Who. starts off with communication, pretty soon its starting to control you. saw something similar in Stargate SG1: Revisions (S7.E5) " a neural interface that gives them access to all their computer records, including history, science, etc." ive got my tinfoil hat though, im fine. they cant get to me anymore im safe, shit whos that at the door. if i dont make it back theyve got to me already. its them, its the Transmission Terminated At Source

yep thats right, youve got the idea correct. be a good chap and pass the word to your chums so they can shove off out of my way too, theres a good fellow.

no, im just sick of getting stuck behind the pricks everytime i go for a drive down some nice scenic road. and the little lycra-clad bellends 2 abreast down country lanes with high hedges when i was a child Father didnt drive us to holidays, we luxuriated in the Bentley on the way to the airport, wooshing past the plebs in their caravans on their way to pooh in a bucket for a week.

oh dear, its like im back in school again. you smell. no, you smell. no, YOU smell. i know you are but what am i. etc etc etc.

yeah, and yet again started by a bloody motor-home/ caravan. like bloody cyclists they are.

ah no, he says the brains are the train, thus moving too fast for you. but dont worry, im sure youll find someone who cares about your irrelevant whiney-ass opinion.

charming im sure, but surely the train/brain was faster thus me missing it, rather than slower as im sure you hoped to mean?

how ironic that someone nicked something off liverpool

thats what you get for buying a motorhome and clogging up my roads, serves you right, hahahaha

try Wayne Enterprises? think theyre some place called Gotham?

i f*cking hate cyclists!

worth considering the ivy is likely to increase the cost of any future work on the tree if left unchecked

this being one of the reasons i just dont grind stumps. we cut close to ground level. clients are advised stump grinding is significantly extra and hinted against bothering. but when i have done it we grind the main body of the stump to below soil level, if possible grind the whole of main stump body. i dont chase roots unless theyre on the surface.

i price for the job. if it takes longer, sucks to be me. some you win some you lose. as long as the money is coming in its good, im not out to get rich quick occasionally i get a job done quicker and easier and its a good win.

try neverland

chill. im cool.

gear?

always worry. even if its fine. smirk when you exit a lift, just to worry people.

Top. always. but not the new one. its just not the same.