Of Morons and Dead-Trees. 
2003 Reader Submission
Pending Acceptance
This is a personal account.
You see, my Grand-Father owns a farm, which has a pond in the middle of it. And around that pond are both live trees and dead trees.
He decided he wanted get rid of all the dead trees so that he could plant new ones.
So, one day when a couple of my friend swere voer, I was stupid enough to tell them about what Grandpa had planned. The dumber one of my friends, Ron, decided he had bright idea. It was to take some rope and my Landmaster Four-Wheeler out to the pond. God only knows why we listened to Ron.
We spent the after noon pulling dead trees down, until the rope snapped.
My smarter friend, Nathan and I wanted to go back and get a long chain, but Ron didn't feel like taking the time, so we took the longer half of the rope(which was still pretty short).
The next tree we came to was a very tall one, taller than the rope was long.
Nathan and I argued against pulling this one down, because the risk was too much, but Ron, as always, didn't listen.
So, he tied the rope up to the tree and started pulling, and sure enough, the one tree Nate and I didn't want to come down, came down...on Ron and the fourwheeler.
So, what happened, Ron will now have a lot of time to pull down those big trees in the sky.
Submitted on 09/04/2003
Submitted by:
weirdo1686@yahoo.com
Reference:
3-15-99
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