Author: csiadmin
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Unusual job
Job Vacancy
I’m “the puller”, but if you’re interested, the position of “hole guy” it is open… …….
First, we wrap the “hole guy’s” arm in a skin for protection…..
Then we find a big hole and the “hole guy” crawls in.
We use modern lighting
There it is………
Those must be eggs…….
I let it take my protected arm, sort of like noodling for fish.
Then my buddy pulls me out with the snake attached.
AIN’T IT A BEAUTY !!!!!
It will feed the whole village for a while.
Snake Noodling – – – – – What real men do!
Maybe standing in line at the grocery store
Isn’t as bad as it seems.
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1920’s 1930’s car crash photos
Not much ever changes!
Just the population (in more ways than one)
Mr Jones captured everything that happened in the city for five decades and when he died in 1967, his family donated a vast collection of 34,000 prints to the Boston Public Library.
They included these fascinating photos (not ALL of them) of vintage car wrecks from the great motoring boom.
Motor cars became affordable to the masses for the first time in the 1920s. By the end of the decade a Model T Ford cost $298, just a fraction of the $1,200 it cost in 1909.
The introduction of hire purchase also made it much easier for members of the public to buy cars and by 1929, 20 per cent of Americans were on the road.
Ford, Chrysler and General Motors were all competing for the boom in business and by the time the depression hit in 1929, Ford was producing more than one car every minute.
Technology meant these early cars were capable of achieving speeds of up to 50 miles per hour – but safety measures were nowhere near as advanced as they are today.
Add in the fact drivers didn’t need to pass a test before they got behind the wheel, and it’s easy to see why accidents were frequent and often spectacular.
Officers examine a car that has ‘wrapped itself’ (?) around a tree, spilling its interiors onto the street in Boston in 1933
Passersby try to figure out how this car ended up nose-down in a trench in Boston’s West End. A glance at the rough, dirt-covered road provides a clue
The scene of an accident in 1935. Information with the photo reveals a car stolen by joyriding children crashed into a lawyer’s car, killing him
Giving a rare glimpse of the day’s fashion, a group of men look over a crumpled car that sits by the side of a residential Boston street
Crowds pose for photographer Leslie Jones alongside a mangled and burnt out wreck in Boston in 1933.
A police (NAZI?) officer poses next to a car that flipped over manoevring around a corner in Roxbury, Massachusetts in 1935.
This truck stood no chance when it came into contact with a tree on a rural Mass. road, disintegrating on impact – leaving just the steering wheel intact.
A fireboat struggles to haul a car out of the Fore River in Quincy, Massachusetts in 1933. They succeeded, but couldn’t save the three passengers, who drowned
This car came out loser in a battle of wills with a trolley bus on Boston’s South End in 1932.
Children peer out of the undergrowth as photographer Leslie Jones captures a nasty wreck smoulding by the side of the road in Hingham.
Crowds watch in awe as a car is winched out of the Charles River in Cambridge, Mass in 1933, close to the Harvard University campus.
Taken in 1934, this photograph shows a truck balancing on a bridge in Dorchester by just one wheel. Workers from the Walter Baker & Co chocolate factory rushed out of the building in the background to watch.
Another angle from the same accident shows how close the truck is from toppling into the water
This car remarkably survived a collision with a utility pole in Cambridge, Mass – with just a mangled bumper to show for the crash
The driver of this car was unlikely to have survived this collision. The wreck is wrapped entirely around a tree, which sits in the driver’s position.
The shell of a truck is pulled from the Charles River after it careered off the Harvard Bridge.
Photographer Leslie Jones had to part crowds of onlookers to capture this accident in downtown Boston. An out of control car collided with a shopfront, smashing windows and ending up on its side.
Local businessman Byron Harwood and Byron Grover were hurt when their car collided with a bus in Waltham, Mass. in 1921. They were lucky to survive this nasty looking wreck. Their car certainly didn’t.
Taken in 1934, this photo shows a car that skidded out of control on ice-covered roads and wrapped around a tree in Auburndale, Mass.
A truck collideded with a bus and flipped over in south Boston, stopping just before it smashed into a cafeteria storefront.
Another view of the same accident shows eager children posing with the upturned truck. It also demonstrates how close the vehicles came to nearby buildings.
A Cudahy Packing Co. truck is hauled out of Fort Point Channel, which separates South Boston and downtown Boston.
Even public servants weren’t immune to accidents. An early mail truck came out loser in this battle with a tree on the tree-lined
Sitting in a Boston wrecking yard, this cross section of a wreck shows how basic car interiors were in the early days of motoring
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Grocery Shopping
A man walked into the produce section of
his local supermarket and asked to buy
half a head of lettuce.The boy working in that department told
him that they only sold whole heads of
lettuce. The man was insistent that the
boy ask his manager about the matter.Walking into the back room, the boy
said to his manager,“Some a**hole wants to buy a half a head
of lettuce.”
As he finished his sentence, he turned
to find the man standing right behind him,
so he added,
“and this gentleman kindly offered to buy
the other half.”The manager approved the deal and the man
went on his way. Later the manager found
the boy and said,“I was impressed with the way you got yourself
out of that situation earlier. We like people
who think on their feet here. Where are you
from , son?”“Canada, sir,” the boy replied.
“Well, why did you leave Canada,”
the manager asked.The boy said,
“Sir, there’s nothing but whores and
hockey players up there.”“Really!” said the manager.
“My wife is from Canada!”The boy replied,
“No kidding???? Who did she play for?”
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THIS IS BRILLIANT!
Defence Attorney:
Will you please state your age?Old Lady:
I am 94 years old.Defence Attorney:
Will you tell us, in your own words, what happened the night of April 1st?Old Lady:
There I was, sitting there in my swing on my front porch on a warm spring evening,
When a young man comes creeping up on the porch and sat down beside me.Defence Attorney:
Did you know him?Old Lady:
No, but he sure was friendly.Defence Attorney:
What happened after he sat down?Old Lady:
He started to rub my thigh.Defence Attorney:
Did you stop him?Old Lady:
No, I didn’t stop him.Defence Attorney:
Why not?Little Old Lady:
It felt good. Nobody had done that since my Albert died some 30 years ago.Defence Attorney:
What happened next?Old Lady:
He began to rub all over my body.Defence Attorney:
Did you stop him then?Old Lady:
No, I did not stop him.Defence Attorney:
Why not?Old Lady:
His rubbing made me feel all alive and excited. I haven’t felt that good in years!Defence Attorney:
What happened next?Old Lady:
Well, by then, I was feeling so spicy’ that I just laid down and told him
‘Take me, young man. Take me now!’Defence Attorney:
Did he take you?Old Lady:
Hell, no! He just yelled, ‘April Fool!’ And that’s when I shot him, the little bastard.