Posted on 11/19/2008 7:19:18 AM PST by Daffynition
Jim Gaunce, an amiable great-grandfather, watched most of it unfold from his rocker in a sunny living room with windows so spotless birds frequently thud into the glass while trying to fly through.
It just adds another dimension to the tragedy. It's tragic enough that the trailer had to be destroyed, but the birds!!!
Check the bearings?!
The guy’s name is “Pancake” and he was towing the trailer with a farm tractor. He probably did not even know the trailer wheels HAD bearings.
Adding to list of Lurkers Life Rules: Never hire a man named "Pancake" to move ANYTHING, ANYWHERE, at ANYTIME.
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Well, Clark, that's when the wheel fell of the single-wide.
This reminds me of a shaggy dog story I read about 40 years ago, about some follow moving a house through the middle of town. The story takes the form of correspondence between the fellow moving the house with the Farmer’s Friend Tractor Company, as he writes to get them to send him the big gear with 48 teeth that meshes with the little gear with 18 teeth...
It goes on an on about his problems, about how the house is stuck right in the middle of main street, and if he doesn’t get it moved soon, he is going to be a “blowed up sucker”.
I think, in the end, he gets a letter back saying that he needs to contact the Steel Elephant Tractor Company for the part, but they are, regretfully, out of business...
Funny story!
I like this guy. Stupidity should hurt. We'd have less of it.
HAHAHA! That’s as laid-back as you can get!
“Ayup. Didn’t have no durn phon to call on neither.”
This is pretty bad especially at this time of year. I can’t believe “more dick” couldn’t have been more accommodating or creative with a solution to help them.
Simply unbelievable...
According to the article, that option was attempted using professional equipment and a licensed, insured towing company - but that option ultimately did not work either.
She claims she lost a $5,000 home in her little poorly planned escapade - I wonder how much money her nine hour standoff with reality cost the people trapped behind her who were trying to get to work, deliver goods, etc.
Tens of thousands, at least.
The picture you posted - is that the Clinton library?
(I should have said the “third” picture you posted.)
Around here they’re called tooter, booger and punkin. It must be a regional thing.
A 35 year old grandmother, with 12 people living in a friggin trailer, who hires a guy named Pancake to mover her nasty piece of crap trailer?
CD, these people live on the other side of your state, or what? (Kidding, and ducking!)
I wonder how many 30-packs it will take before this whole mess is cleaned up.
Is that wiry chain-smokin' More Dick you referrin' too?
Lee Roberts, owner of Roberts Heavy-Duty Towing in Lexington, said his company was called in to help. "We tried to pull the trailer back on the road but couldn't without tearing it to pieces."
It appears he did. But at what point to you give up on the $5,000 home?
It would have likely cost more than the house was worth to fix this. I blame her and her alone for not doing this the proper way, and checking for proper permits, experience and common sense with respect to "Pancake."
I know Booker, Punkin and Tater. It’s funny how they can’t afford their mortgage on the trailer they live in, have a 1987 rusted-to-nothing toyota 4x4, haven’t bought any new clothes in a decade except the newest Realtree gear from Lenny’s, but have a brand new quad for hauling the deer out, and a new sled for winter transport so they can fish the lake.
I wouldn't have made the comments the sheriff made, but would have thought most of it.
OTOH, made a call on a lawyer trying to get in a girl's pants that borrowed his friend's speed boat to take the girl on a spin around the lake. The boat was in a raised slip with the drain plugs out. It made the first circle okay, but as you know, boats don't float too well for a long time with no drain plugs. Anyway, when we got the call, they're both standing dripping on the dock, him in a tuxedo and her in an evening gown (they'd left some big evening bash for a midnight drive around the lake) and all that's sticking out of the water are the little blinking red and green warning lights on the prow. We got our boat and tried to tow it, but the weight of the water made it too heavy, so we called a wrecker. The lawyer was desperate to get the boat out of the water before his friend, the owner, saw it. He told me, "If you can't figure it out, let me use your boat and I'll tow it out of the water." I told him, "Buddy, you already sunk one boat tonight. You're not getting mine."
I love it when stuff like this happens to lawyers.
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