Found this on a welding forum I've been frequenting and got a good laugh from it (while I was cringing), thought I'd share it over here .....
I'm rethinking this whole welding hobby idea now ....
Lifeus Interruptus
Now for those of you who do not read Latin,like me and ol Gus.This means life interrupted.Some years ago I was welding on a job which required a weld of 24ft. around a steel box about 20 inches off the ground. I had welded a number of these in the past weeks and as always I was looking for a better way. That concrete floor just did not fit my kneecaps.With or without knee pads.One day, in a stroke of supposed pure genius I took a sit up creeper[the kind used for brake jobs ect.] and pulled it over to the box. Sat down, spread them legs, planted them elbows on them knees a started to weld.YEA BUDDY,NOW WE WE'RE COOKING.Weld 8 inches,roll, weld 8 inches, roll. I guess you could say I was on a roll. Now folks, the key word here is cooking. Only problem was the weld seam was not the only THING being cooked. Unbeknownst to me there was a dime size hole in the crotch of my pants. And since it was summer time I was wearing no underwear.Later in the day an inspection of what was quickly becoming, shall we say, sensitive to the touch, revealed a dime size spot of arc burn right on top of where it had no business. Now boys, let me tell you. Your love life is over for a while. And that ain't the worst of it. That 320 denier sheet you've been sleeping under. Gunna feel like itl made of lead lined with 320 grit sandpaper. Pants? Don't even dream about a pair that are comfortable. Lots of Alovera gel and 3 or 4 days ought to get you back in your clothes. Now I've had a pretty good laugh writing this and I suspect a few of you have had a pretty good laugh reading it. Thats O.K. I would advise you however. DON'T TRY THIS AT HOME. Well............... if you really want to? Go for it............................ PS. This ain't no fairy tale and I don't really read Latin. And for all you airborne types, this lends a new definition to KEEP YOUR FEET AND KNEES TOGETHER.
Now for those of you who do not read Latin,like me and ol Gus.This means life interrupted.Some years ago I was welding on a job which required a weld of 24ft. around a steel box about 20 inches off the ground. I had welded a number of these in the past weeks and as always I was looking for a better way. That concrete floor just did not fit my kneecaps.With or without knee pads.One day, in a stroke of supposed pure genius I took a sit up creeper[the kind used for brake jobs ect.] and pulled it over to the box. Sat down, spread them legs, planted them elbows on them knees a started to weld.YEA BUDDY,NOW WE WE'RE COOKING.Weld 8 inches,roll, weld 8 inches, roll. I guess you could say I was on a roll. Now folks, the key word here is cooking. Only problem was the weld seam was not the only THING being cooked. Unbeknownst to me there was a dime size hole in the crotch of my pants. And since it was summer time I was wearing no underwear.Later in the day an inspection of what was quickly becoming, shall we say, sensitive to the touch, revealed a dime size spot of arc burn right on top of where it had no business. Now boys, let me tell you. Your love life is over for a while. And that ain't the worst of it. That 320 denier sheet you've been sleeping under. Gunna feel like itl made of lead lined with 320 grit sandpaper. Pants? Don't even dream about a pair that are comfortable. Lots of Alovera gel and 3 or 4 days ought to get you back in your clothes. Now I've had a pretty good laugh writing this and I suspect a few of you have had a pretty good laugh reading it. Thats O.K. I would advise you however. DON'T TRY THIS AT HOME. Well............... if you really want to? Go for it............................ PS. This ain't no fairy tale and I don't really read Latin. And for all you airborne types, this lends a new definition to KEEP YOUR FEET AND KNEES TOGETHER.
I'm rethinking this whole welding hobby idea now ....

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Mrs. Wallnut
. But that brings to mind a friend of my dads was wounded in Vietnam and has a "hook". He is an awesome welder and was working for a local man who was welding dumpsters...well he decided to use his hook to hang from while he was inside the dumpster and was welding with his good hand. Well his boss decided it would be funny to weld his hook to the dumpster..
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