Up at 5:15AM; hit the shitter to rid myself of the Sting Ring Dome. Out the door by 5:30, hook up the trailer, attach the swim platform, look up to the sky and say “Lord, IF you even exist, please let this boat that has been sitting in my garage for almost two years with the same gas, run today.” And drive off with my coffee in hand, trailer lights un opperational and no trailer liscence plate.
Roll up to the boat launch, Dog Park, Gorio and his swimsuit model chick (?) are a waiting. Apparently our buddy Gorio doesn't think the lake in the morning is scenic enough so he brought along some sites for Rob and I, thank you. Rob felt a little odd pervin on her, but he’ll get over that feeling quick. Put the drain plug in, look at the engine…oops forgot to connect the coolant hose. Good catch. Turn the key, nothing. Lift the engine cover, squirt the starter fluid in, brooooooom! Booya bitch, there is a God. Drop the Summer Hummer in the water, fix the sacs, put up the Skylon and FUCK!!!!!!! I have no rope or handle. It’s sitting in the garage. In the water and to one of Gorio’s buddy’s houses on the lake for a handle poach and we were in business. Day two is a wrap. Thanks God.
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