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Every dog has his day.
The bastard. |
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I have a friend, Steve who has recently attained a full membership in the
Pompous Society of Arrogant Bastards. The Bastards even have their own beer: Arrogant Bastard Ale (really!). The other day, the bastard calls me asks me if I know what a Euclid is. Well of course I do, any man worth his snot should know what a Euclid is. Euclid was one of the first companies to manufacture purpose built heavy-haul dump trucks for quarry use. Over time they became seriously huge pieces of equipment. I made sure to further impress Steve by pointing out that Euclids were the classics and their siblings, Terex came later in the game. I had a feeling he was about to be play his trump card so I wanted to get my licks in early. Steve pipes up and says; "I got to drive one today!" That's when I informed him of his promotion to full bastard status. He was compacting an earthen dam for a friend in Central Oregon. Steve got to drive the truck while he did some other stuff. Following are some pictures of the bastard driving the damned truck. |
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In order to provide documentation of this feat and thereby confirm his new status as a "Complete Bastard", Steve has provided us with this photo of him in the drivers seat. I would almost say he was faking it but the presence of the ear muffs for hearing protection validate his claim.
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A most appropriate shot of the bastard's chariot under a foreboding Oregon sky.
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