Well, I'm going out on a limb here, but I'll give RJ a favorable rep. Seems like he's a good guy, since I had a beer
with him at the Red Fox, Tog Lodge last season, and I was along with him while kidding (OK, harassing ) a Pisten Bully salesman, at the MNUSA Fall convention.
He just likes to stir the "kool-aid". LOL,
RJ sells and services Tucker Snocats, don't-cha-know?
The Tucker and Pisten Bully are parked side by side in the parking lot. I'm sitting in the cab of the 'DeeeeLux' Tucker BS'ing with RJ. A couple people from the convention come out of the hotel and are looking over both groomers.
These guys are standing around the P-B, and the young 20-something sales man fires up the Mercedes Diesel in the P-B.
Not the quietest engine I ever heard. Sounds like an older Power Stroke on bad fuel. LOL.
Clatter,clatter, knock, knock, I know you've heard it yourself.
We both jump out of the Tucker and walk a couple steps over to the P-B. RJ says,"Hey, shut that noisy thing off!." He gets a sour look from the salesman.
Since I'm a whole lotta help I add, " what ya' got in there for fuel? Marbles?"
I get a 'deer in the headlites' look from the P-B guy, and I add, (Engine still warming and clattering) " have the motor cut a chunk off for me while you're at it."
Now the kid is really getting upset. He says " what the he!! is that supposed to mean?"
Not wanting to start a fist fight, I decide to back off, and said, "oh, its just a stupid humorous remark."
You know , we senior citizens are such a cranky bunch.
Kinda fun too, since we have nothing to lose professionally any more.
I digress, I'm allowed to do that at my age.
