PAST Tennessee GTG @ Mastermind's

[Mastermind]

John is a good guy too. Very talented, and modest to boot.

 

[Definitive Dave]

Mickey has vids up too, including some humiliating defeats for my highlight reel

https://www.youtube.com/user/milkman99100

 

[Definitive Dave]

I also just realized the reason the cant racing pros all wanted to go with a hot start on the ground format for the races....
they all wanted to stare at my fine ass when i had to bend over...very sneaky, i'm onto that nonsense now, no more free peeks

 

[Glock37]

I also just realized the reason the cant racing pros all wanted to go with a hot start on the ground format for the races....
they all wanted to stare at my fine ass when i had to bend over...very sneaky, i'm onto that nonsense now, no more free peeks

Really !!!


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[Mastermind]

Digging that new sig......Sod Cutter.

 

[Majorpayne]

I also just realized the reason the cant racing pros all wanted to go with a hot start on the ground format for the races....
they all wanted to stare at my fine ass when i had to bend over...very sneaky, i'm onto that nonsense now, no more free peeks

Wendell wasn't there.

 

[Miller Mod Saws]

I want to thank everyone that handed this boy a saw this weekend. He also says thank you. I have 1 boy that's into it and one that's not at least not quite yet. Lol. But they both had a blast. So thank you.

 

[hseII]

@Rolltide386 i hope to see your 925 at the next gtg. I'm going to try to get the one I bought Saturday going this weekend!

Are you the one that bought one from me

 

[hseII]

I love the muff mod what are the holes in the rear cowl

So it can Breathe & Live, & Stuff.

 

[Moparmyway]

Sure is, haven't found anything that works better

Corrosion X

 

[T.Roller]

John is a good guy too. Very talented, and modest to boot.

I didn't catch the modest part lol

 

[Definitive Dave]

So for those that aren't aware, or didn't witness the massive fail of @Definitive Dave aka Sod Cutter. He was having issues getting his piped saw running on Friday afternoon. After an assist from @Mastermind and members of the Mizzurah Saw Mafia, he got it running well from a ground start, but during the obligatory piss rev from the grounded position, Señor Dave promptly lifted the back of the saw faster than the front, and proceeded to bury the bar tip in the pasture, whilst on his way to the cant.

The follow up to this is that Dave, being the ever generous soul that he is, was handing out a few Save Edge files to a few of us in attendance. As he was handing one to me he remarked, "I don't know why I'm giving you this, you don't even sharpen chains".
To which I ever so swiftly replied, "I don't need to, as I know how to keep my chain out of the ground".

I remember this situation a little differently...
I was cutting cookies so dang fast at the time with my pipe saw that the exhaust was knocking bystanders to the ground to my right.
A gang of thugs approached and tried to challenge me to a dual but the roar from my saw was so mighty, their shouts of challenge sounded like the surrender of tit-mice in the distance.
I laughed like a titan and shook my flowing blond mane in the wind created by my spinning chain, all was good in the world.
Then came Treachery Most Foul....
As I was distracted by the weeping masses of adoring, would-be woodsmen before me, a particularly loathsome beast from the far off desert snuck upon me from the rear like a jackal and through cowardly sabotage laid low my mighty blade.

The hoard was upon me swiftly.
Disarmed though I was, i fought valiantly against the brood led by a mastermind and his learing henchman Nevik.
I was distracted by the leering and catcalls of Clan Mizzurable, still so smitten with the curvature of my posterior as to be motionless in the distance.
As I combatted the trio of cretins I felt my energy being stripped away by my need for smoked ham and a nap.
I knew I had to finish this melee swiftly or be laid low by my own lethargy so I made a final move to crush my assembled foes.
I thrust my mighty piper into the ground, still full throttle and taching right at 15, 400, with all of the force my mighty sinews could muster.
As I struck the Tectonic plate far below, the work chain held firm and the stone gave way before me, as all things must eventually.
The earth shook, and lightning was drawn from the sky.
In the ensuing chaos strong men were made to crawl in the pasture, calling for their mothers.
As the smoke cleared and light slowly returned to the world, I stood above the throngs bowed in homage to my greatness and did finally relinquish my hold on the trigger.
She spooled down, muffler still cool to the touch and whispered sweet solace to the souls she had vanquished that day.

 

[T.Roller]

I remember this situation a little differently...
I was cutting cookies so dang fast at the time with my pipe saw that the exhaust was knocking bystanders to the ground to my right.
A gang of thugs approached and tried to challenge me to a dual but the roar from my saw was so mighty, their shouts of challenge sounded like the surrender of tit-mice in the distance.
I laughed like a titan and shook my flowing blond mane in the wind created by my spinning chain, all was good in the world.
Then came Treachery Most Foul....
As I was distracted by the weeping masses of adoring, would-be woodsmen before me, a particularly loathsome beast from the far off desert snuck upon me from the rear like a jackal and through cowardly sabotage laid low my mighty blade.

The hoard was upon me swiftly.
Disarmed though I was, i fought valiantly against the brood led by a mastermind and his learing henchman Nevik.
I was distracted by the leering and catcalls of Clan Mizzurable, still so smitten with the curvature of my posterior as to be motionless in the distance.
As I combatted the trio of cretins I felt my energy being stripped away by my need for smoked ham and a nap.
I knew I had to finish this melee swiftly or be laid low by my own lethargy so I made a final move to crush my assembled foes.
I thrust my mighty piper into the ground, still full throttle and taching right at 15, 400, with all of the force my mighty sinews could muster.
As I struck the Tectonic plate far below, the work chain held firm and the stone gave way before me, as all things must eventually.
The earth shook, and lightning was drawn from the sky.
In the ensuing chaos strong men were made to crawl in the pasture, calling for their mothers.
As the smoke cleared and light slowly returned to the world, I stood above the throngs bowed in homage to my greatness and did finally relinquish my hold on the trigger.
She spooled down, muffler still cool to the touch and whispered sweet solace to the souls she had vanquished that day.

Wow is all I can say. What a great load of bull shiy lol good story tho

 

[ny15]

I remember this situation a little differently...
I was cutting cookies so dang fast at the time with my pipe saw that the exhaust was knocking bystanders to the ground to my right.
A gang of thugs approached and tried to challenge me to a dual but the roar from my saw was so mighty, their shouts of challenge sounded like the surrender of tit-mice in the distance.
I laughed like a titan and shook my flowing blond mane in the wind created by my spinning chain, all was good in the world.
Then came Treachery Most Foul....
As I was distracted by the weeping masses of adoring, would-be woodsmen before me, a particularly loathsome beast from the far off desert snuck upon me from the rear like a jackal and through cowardly sabotage laid low my mighty blade.

The hoard was upon me swiftly.
Disarmed though I was, i fought valiantly against the brood led by a mastermind and his learing henchman Nevik.
I was distracted by the leering and catcalls of Clan Mizzurable, still so smitten with the curvature of my posterior as to be motionless in the distance.
As I combatted the trio of cretins I felt my energy being stripped away by my need for smoked ham and a nap.
I knew I had to finish this melee swiftly or be laid low by my own lethargy so I made a final move to crush my assembled foes.
I thrust my mighty piper into the ground, still full throttle and taching right at 15, 400, with all of the force my mighty sinews could muster.
As I struck the Tectonic plate far below, the work chain held firm and the stone gave way before me, as all things must eventually.
The earth shook, and lightning was drawn from the sky.
In the ensuing chaos strong men were made to crawl in the pasture, calling for their mothers.
As the smoke cleared and light slowly returned to the world, I stood above the throngs bowed in homage to my greatness and did finally relinquish my hold on the trigger.
She spooled down, muffler still cool to the touch and whispered sweet solace to the souls she had vanquished that day.

That matches what I was told exactly

 

[Definitive Dave]

Wow is all I can say. What a great load of bull shiy lol good story tho

all a matter of perspective i suppose

 

[Gentleman]

I remember this situation a little differently...

That's how I remember it.
@Jon1212 12's memory is not very good. He was so happy about that father and son moment with @jake wells everything else was a blur.

 

[dall]

im not sure i saw that part i know i saw a cut in the grass where daves saw was but the rest i didnt see lol

 

[Definitive Dave]

the sheer whirlwind of awesome that surrounds me has been know to cause temporary hysterical blindness on occasion

 

[Milkman31]

Are you the one that bought one from me

Yes sir!

 

[T.Roller]

the sheer whirlwind of awesome that surrounds me has been know to cause temporary hysterical blindness on occasion

That may be why I didn't remember it being that epic lol