Last winter I was chopping wood in my driveway. Of course I left it too late, the frost had set in the wood and I knew I’d be axing like a bastard. I get my beer and my sharpest axe ready to go….the first two swings had the axe bouncing every which way…. I knew the third swing had to count, so I put everything I had into it. The axe came off the wood, handle first, knocking me right in the side of the head. As I stumble in the driveway, a string of profanities came out as I hurled that thing as far as I could.
I’m sipping on my beer and thinking on what the hell to do. The paper boy ran up the driveway to give me the paper. As I look at the hardware flyer, what do I see. Log splitters on for half price, fuuuuuuck!.
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