My Scottish ancestory on my Grandpa's side is apparently where the mischevious streak that some of the family possesses comes from. It's a little more intellegent than mine...I think I have more of my father's side of the family's humor (a little more ornery and less mischevious...there is a difference).
But to continue...Grandpa was telling me a story about two of his uncles (my g-g-uncles) this afternoon while brainstorming about what might be the problem with the mower. (Hopefully I can remember what differentials are in future...)
Anyway, Uncle Frank was taking down the engine of his Essex (year and model I have no idea). He, like a good mechanic, knew every part and placed them all in a pan to keep them together and not lose them. (Unlike yours truly who was just putting nuts, bolts, washers, and pins, up on the ramps.)
Uncle Phfleger (pronounced 'flig-er'; ain't it a great name!) strolls by and mischeviously tosses a few extra parts into Uncle Frank's hardware pan, just to throw a hitch in his brother's get along.
Well, when Uncle Frank got the engine put back together, he had a few extra pieces of hardware! From Grandpa's description, I get the impression that Uncle Frank was a little bugged when he came up with the extra parts...and I could just see the amused chuckling Uncle Phfleger was probably doing as he watched.
I didn't do this story justice, but that is mainly because you all cannot see Grandpa's twinkling blue eyes as he tells the tale. I'd never heard this one before, so I thought I'd share it--because it is funny and probably something Fank and Phfleger laughed about after the fact.
But to continue...Grandpa was telling me a story about two of his uncles (my g-g-uncles) this afternoon while brainstorming about what might be the problem with the mower. (Hopefully I can remember what differentials are in future...)
Anyway, Uncle Frank was taking down the engine of his Essex (year and model I have no idea). He, like a good mechanic, knew every part and placed them all in a pan to keep them together and not lose them. (Unlike yours truly who was just putting nuts, bolts, washers, and pins, up on the ramps.)
Uncle Phfleger (pronounced 'flig-er'; ain't it a great name!) strolls by and mischeviously tosses a few extra parts into Uncle Frank's hardware pan, just to throw a hitch in his brother's get along.
Well, when Uncle Frank got the engine put back together, he had a few extra pieces of hardware! From Grandpa's description, I get the impression that Uncle Frank was a little bugged when he came up with the extra parts...and I could just see the amused chuckling Uncle Phfleger was probably doing as he watched.
I didn't do this story justice, but that is mainly because you all cannot see Grandpa's twinkling blue eyes as he tells the tale. I'd never heard this one before, so I thought I'd share it--because it is funny and probably something Fank and Phfleger laughed about after the fact.
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