Posted by Oil Field Trash on 30th August 2005
My buddy called, said he was ok, but that he had lost everything. I said thats all that matters. He remarked that was easy for me to say I wasn’t broke sitting in Las Vegas with a perfectly good house on the west side of New Orleans. And no air fare. It seems the only flight he could catch was to Vegas. So he went. You know the rest when you have nothing to loose you play that way. So I let him uses my Discovey Card. I hope he buys a plane ticket it has 2500.00 limit. Ill keep you posted.
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Posted by Oil Field Trash on 30th August 2005
No Phone, no Electric, no Servers. Just go to www.you are shit out of luck.com
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Posted by Oil Field Trash on 29th August 2005
I have quite a few friends who live in New Orleans. No word yet if they need my spare bedroom.
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Posted by Oil Field Trash on 29th August 2005
Are made up of people who did not work out some place else.
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Posted by Oil Field Trash on 28th August 2005
Heard my cell ringing while I was in the Shower Sunday morning. I struggled to answer it, but missed it. As I brushed my teeth it rang again. This time I answered it. It was my old buddy with OIlfield Services telling me about things that he needs me to do next week. As he spoke I wondered why this couldn’t wait until monday. None of the items need be handled today. So I asked him what’s up with the Sunday morning call? He said, Welcome to the Oilfield. I said, look that barnett shale has been down there for millions of years. He said that’s right but it don’t know it’s Sunday. I know it’s ok to work Sunday if the Ox is in the Ditch. But that don’t mean push him in there Saturday night.
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Posted by Oil Field Trash on 26th August 2005
Whow. That means that the oil companys are paying 1.60 a Gallon for Crude. I wish I had listen to Eddie Childs. When He asked. Can we Drill one for you? Of course he lost his ass. I have a friend of mine that has a old pump jack that makes 30 to 40 barrels a day. 5 years ago he could not pay the electric bill . He just got a hugh offer for it. I told him to take it, you know buy low sell high. You know what they say (He who has the old Rules)
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Posted by Oil Field Trash on 23rd August 2005
Pipeline companys interviews an inspector. To their surprise he relates that due to years of welding he is legally blind. He also tells them that he has developed a keen sense of smell and can inspect welds by smell. The foreman lays different rods on the table and says ok tell me whats what? The blind inspector kneels down and says this one is 7018 and this one is 6011 The forman is very inpressed, The payroll clerk sees what is going on walks up to the blind inspector raises her skirt and presents her crouch. The inspector is puzzeled , first of all there is to much penatration, slag every where, wrong rod, low voltage its obviously AC/DC.
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Posted by Oil Field Trash on 22nd August 2005
Company man with hands in pocket often feel Cocky. Broke Roughneck stand on Toilet to get high on Pot. Man who fart in Church sit in Pew. Panties next to best thing. Rig Up Truck who drive like Hell bound to get there. Last but not least Roughneck who fishes in other mans well often catches Crabs. P.S. Do you know why Cannibals don’t eat Clowns? Leaves funny taste in their mouths.
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Posted by Oil Field Trash on 22nd August 2005
Well went to Raz on the Braz. Had a great time, saw some old friends, listen to great music. My daughter Cosmo asked me a question. Dad why is country music so depressing? I told her if they livined it up they would call it Rock & Roll.
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Posted by Oil Field Trash on 20th August 2005
Well I finally meet the Legend, I shook his fingerless hand and he shoved me aside to shake a pretty young ladys hand. Imagine that.
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