firestrike
02-12-2005, 11:30 PM
The first one of the three stooges to be remembered is Tommy. This stooge was the curly of the gang. Instead of N’Yuck, N’Yuck, N’Yuck it was hehehehe…
A funny side note occurred to me with this social idiot when I was at no.2 station. Whenever Curly would come into the station and contribute not a d@mn thing I would be at the computer doing my college level studies. Books, papers and other reference materials would be all over the top of that desk and I was typing like I was crazy on a wordoc. Everytime he would come in he would ask me what I was doing. I would reply that I was working on whatever college studies that I was doing at the time. He would then sneak in and see what the other driver was up too. For six months I busted my ass doing my courses that I received a grade of “A” in and the other driver watched Court TV 24/7 (Sorry Billy). Sometimes Curly came in and saw me snoozing not realizing that I had been up to 2 or 3am that morning finishing school work, so too him I was F’in off as usual.
The funny thing was in Curly’s diminutive mind I was always sleeping or goofing off. No matter what I did or was doing the only thing he ever thought was that the other driver was the busiest man on earth. I could not win with this social moron no matter what I was doing. I guess not being into supply misappropriations and delivering home heating oil put me at a disadvantage. Too bad I missed seeing him loading a new washer and dryer into someone’s pickup truck at the old Quonset hut, I would have ratted that skunk out in a heartbeat.
My greatest moment with Curly came the day after this idiot overlooked me over for the last inspector’s position. Just to show that I am using the correct wording and idiot is defined as “A human being destitute of the ordinary intellectual powers, whether congenital, developmental, or accidental; commonly, a person without understanding from birth; a natural fool.” It should also say devoid of morals and ethics with his picture right next to the definition.
The first thing that happened was when I pulled in that morning. I could see everyone in front of the station tense up and take notice when they saw me pull into the slot next to his truck just as that idiot was walking to it. What you did not see was me giving him the stare-down over the top of my shades and the look on his face as though he was going to mess his pants. I believe he was actually shaking in his boots and could actually smell the fear coming off that @ss.
This chickensh!t was so scarred that later on that morning when I walked behind him in the engine bay to throw away a cigarette butt he jumped totally sideways just to keep me in his sights. He jumped so fast that I was even startled. Guess he was a little afraid I was going to sucker-punch his dumb-@ss and too bad I wasn’t thinking fast enough. But you know the true level of a man is by his actions. When I first came here he was the RDL inspector. Way back when, he was always out F’in off and this was overlooked because he was up old Chuck’s @ss and hanging with his chum buddy Timmy. Timmy & Tommy, what an F’in combo that was! (LMAO) And they would never say anything to Chuck about Curly because of him being the old fire prevention chief.
When Curly was an inspector at RDL they could never find him. They would call him all day on his radio and he would never answer because he was always out F’in off with Timmy and Chuck. And when they did find him his reaction to getting permits was no different than yours would be today, it was too much of a bother. They complained constantly that he was never doing his job up in 257, but ole’ Randy would never take a corrective action against this @sshole because he was Curly.
Randy instead made it look like he was the best thing since sliced bread. Then years later this @ss always thought I was F’in off, well you learn by example d!ckhead. Then once ole’ Chuck decided to retire he found a new home. This home was located approx 7” inches up Randy’s rectum.
Christ, just think how many banana’s where misappropriated by Curly from King Hall? Tarzans companion Cheetah never ate that many banana’s in his whole life. And most of that fruit ended up as sticky syrup on his computer keyboard, to say this @ss was a pig would be a detriment to the pork industry. Hell, hogs are cleaner than he was.
A funny side note occurred to me with this social idiot when I was at no.2 station. Whenever Curly would come into the station and contribute not a d@mn thing I would be at the computer doing my college level studies. Books, papers and other reference materials would be all over the top of that desk and I was typing like I was crazy on a wordoc. Everytime he would come in he would ask me what I was doing. I would reply that I was working on whatever college studies that I was doing at the time. He would then sneak in and see what the other driver was up too. For six months I busted my ass doing my courses that I received a grade of “A” in and the other driver watched Court TV 24/7 (Sorry Billy). Sometimes Curly came in and saw me snoozing not realizing that I had been up to 2 or 3am that morning finishing school work, so too him I was F’in off as usual.
The funny thing was in Curly’s diminutive mind I was always sleeping or goofing off. No matter what I did or was doing the only thing he ever thought was that the other driver was the busiest man on earth. I could not win with this social moron no matter what I was doing. I guess not being into supply misappropriations and delivering home heating oil put me at a disadvantage. Too bad I missed seeing him loading a new washer and dryer into someone’s pickup truck at the old Quonset hut, I would have ratted that skunk out in a heartbeat.
My greatest moment with Curly came the day after this idiot overlooked me over for the last inspector’s position. Just to show that I am using the correct wording and idiot is defined as “A human being destitute of the ordinary intellectual powers, whether congenital, developmental, or accidental; commonly, a person without understanding from birth; a natural fool.” It should also say devoid of morals and ethics with his picture right next to the definition.
The first thing that happened was when I pulled in that morning. I could see everyone in front of the station tense up and take notice when they saw me pull into the slot next to his truck just as that idiot was walking to it. What you did not see was me giving him the stare-down over the top of my shades and the look on his face as though he was going to mess his pants. I believe he was actually shaking in his boots and could actually smell the fear coming off that @ss.
This chickensh!t was so scarred that later on that morning when I walked behind him in the engine bay to throw away a cigarette butt he jumped totally sideways just to keep me in his sights. He jumped so fast that I was even startled. Guess he was a little afraid I was going to sucker-punch his dumb-@ss and too bad I wasn’t thinking fast enough. But you know the true level of a man is by his actions. When I first came here he was the RDL inspector. Way back when, he was always out F’in off and this was overlooked because he was up old Chuck’s @ss and hanging with his chum buddy Timmy. Timmy & Tommy, what an F’in combo that was! (LMAO) And they would never say anything to Chuck about Curly because of him being the old fire prevention chief.
When Curly was an inspector at RDL they could never find him. They would call him all day on his radio and he would never answer because he was always out F’in off with Timmy and Chuck. And when they did find him his reaction to getting permits was no different than yours would be today, it was too much of a bother. They complained constantly that he was never doing his job up in 257, but ole’ Randy would never take a corrective action against this @sshole because he was Curly.
Randy instead made it look like he was the best thing since sliced bread. Then years later this @ss always thought I was F’in off, well you learn by example d!ckhead. Then once ole’ Chuck decided to retire he found a new home. This home was located approx 7” inches up Randy’s rectum.
Christ, just think how many banana’s where misappropriated by Curly from King Hall? Tarzans companion Cheetah never ate that many banana’s in his whole life. And most of that fruit ended up as sticky syrup on his computer keyboard, to say this @ss was a pig would be a detriment to the pork industry. Hell, hogs are cleaner than he was.