From time to time rogue branches lead to my arborist skills being called upon. Beigedown sent the word of such outlaw limbs. I grabbed my 24″ Stihl and handsaw, then hopped on my bike headed to the LZ. In the end, these limbs were too much for the audacity of the 24″ Stihl. And even though, my handsaw has teeth gnarlier than a meth head, it couldn’t defeat these pesky branches. These were Level Midnight twigs, the kind that can only be torn down with flannel shirts and bailing twine. Not sure on the video quality, I think there was a swarm of locusts overhead and a Sasquatch ran through at 0:14. Made a note to put new camera in the AP.com 2010 fiscal budget.
PS. This is probably only funny if you were there. Sorry you read it.
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oh god, that was like reliving the Blair Witch Project. I head they never found those kids…
Hallo, Handelt es sich hier um einen offiziellen Blog der Firma Stihl?