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I was talking to my nephew Jimmy a master plumber since 1988 about service trucks what the best he's had or worseGood morning guys. A nice rain free morning in the steel city

He said the absolute worse was a brand new 1998 Toyota t100 4cyl 5 speed
I asked why
He said well after working 12 hours on a massive overhead 2" ductile iron gas line job
His boss made and paul his helper
Go to the supply house and get like 200ft of pipe a pickup their pipe threader at the shop to save time
For the next day.
No room in the bed so Paul puts it on the roof rack
So they head home.
Jimmy gets it up to about 70 it takes forever because it had bedside boxes full of tools and fittings it was grossly overloaded before the gas pipe was added.
Paul's asleep by then and Jimmy is adjusting the radio going into a long right hand curve they drive every day.
He hears the tires start squealing and bam the pipes break loose paul had tied them with a nylon rope he didn't strap them down.
They rolled up to the left side the truck starts to roll that's when Paul wakes up screaming his lungs out
Jimmy said it felt like minutes trying to get control he tried to hit the brakes but it rolled over even more Paul tried to climb out of the passenger window but lost his grip and fell on Jimmy screaming the whole time.
The weight of him doing that pulled them into the oncoming lane
The truck went off the left side of the road and popped the tire off the rim
That dug it in and it settled down.
Jimmy said he smoked a whole pack of cigarettes while changing that tire while Paul cried in the truck.
He told him he had to clean the piss up from his seat
Paul said it was Dr. Pepper
Jimmy said you didn't have a damn Dr. Pepper.
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