The Copeland Ramblings

I was talking to Ken yesterday on the phone and he told me this hilarious story. After work that day he was going to go to the State Farm office to get insurance on his Camaro but stopped to get gas on the way there. He started pumping, and set it so that he didn’t have to hold it and could put his hands in his pockets. So he proceeds to faze out, and then in the back of his mind he thinks,

“it sounds like its raining or something…. it can’t be raining….”

Some guy walks up and says, ” hey, you’re spilling gas all over the place.” Not only was it all over the ground, but all down his leg too. He was soaked in gas. Ken drove back to his shop and looked around for a pair of pants to wear. All he could find were Josh’s pants. Suffice to say, Ken is just a bit thinner than Josh. He said that even with them done up, if he let go of them they’d just fall right down. So he heads off to get insurance. He said that that whole process was pretty uncomfortable. When they asked for payment he went to get his Visa out of his back pocket and almost pulled the incredibly loose pants right off of himself only to find out that they wouldn’t take Visa for this sort of payment. So…. he ran (no, not drove, ran) down Broadway to the Royal Bank, which is something else when you’re pants are a few sizes too big. He ran back, baggy pants almost tripping him and managed to get his insurance. If you talk to Ken, get him to give you his own rendition of the story, so much better

For cryin’ out loud! ~ Ken

~Norm

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