You can’t deny your heritage.
Rico and I have a side business doing property renovations and we are always having a dilemma about transporting our tools to and from the site. Usually it requires many trips, loading and unloading, more trips because you forgot to bring something, and lots of frustration.
Rico came up with the idea of buying a truck just to use for this purpose. Since the pickup truck we’d been using is no good during inclement weather, he thought a box truck or a bread truck would be great. Spending thousands of dollars on a new one was out since our budget was limited but he thought with the economy being so rotten we might find a good deal.
A good deal?????
You can imagine my surprise when he showed up with this hot mess of “Custom Deluxe” redneck truck…
Oh, yes…he did.
“But it’s Custom Deluxe“…maybe for Boomhauer.
This whole thing reminds me to get a tetanus shot.
Not only am I expected to ride in this thing, I’m expected to like it. And he has this GRAND idea to put billboards on both sides of the truck with his name, phone number and PICTURE…so even if I try to sit way down in the seat and hide, people will still know it belongs to us.
The more I try not to be a hick, the more redneck trucks he brings home.
I think this truck is missing one thing for it to be perfect…