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maffumatt
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Some days I just love my job. I pestered the safety lady here about burning my right of ways, well today I get to play pyro, we have been starting controlled burns in all the areas that are deemed safe to do so. Burn baby burn LOL. Fire for safety in an ammo plant go figure.
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Mattrf
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Re: some days
« Reply #1 on: Oct 5th, 2006, 11:53am » |
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Matt you pyro you. Let it burn but no oops, that would be very bad. Matt
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Re: some days
« Reply #2 on: Oct 5th, 2006, 11:55am » |
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LOL! I often thought that people who deal with fire control could be closet pyros, just doing it safely. You be careful, Maffumatt!
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Re: some days
« Reply #3 on: Oct 5th, 2006, 12:02pm » |
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I agree with Patti; be careful, Matt! Best wishes, Sanna
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Melissa
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When I was 5 years old I played with matches. Burn a 3" diameter hole on my bed. Went through the comforter, sheet & pad. Got the wooden paddle on my ass from my mom's 2nd husband (that bastard). Anyway, have fun Matt.
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maffumatt
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on Oct 5th, 2006, 11:55am, pattik wrote:LOL! I often thought that people who deal with fire control could be closet pyros, just doing it safely. |
| Shhh its our little secret.......
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Re: some days
« Reply #6 on: Oct 5th, 2006, 12:41pm » |
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Most fires...are set by firefighters, that's how they get their practice...LOL Hi Matt !
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Re: some days
« Reply #7 on: Oct 5th, 2006, 3:09pm » |
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Don't burn up the place, I am still trying to get out there to run the train around the yard. Steve
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maffumatt
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I got some, but not all I wanted burned. I decided I have had enough for the week so I took a vacation day for friday. I will be enjoying a 3 day weekend. I think I'll go to the strip pits and do a little fishing before it gets to cold. MM
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TxBasslady
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Re: some days
« Reply #9 on: Oct 5th, 2006, 10:27pm » |
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on Oct 5th, 2006, 5:15pm, maffumatt wrote: do a little fishing before it gets to cold. |
| *perk* Did someone say fishing? Enjoy your extra day off, sweetie Love you, Jean
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How lucky I am... to have known someone who was so hard to say goodbye too.
Take a kid fishin www.takemefishin.org
I adopted a Vietnam POW/MIA from El Paso, Texas!
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Re: some days
« Reply #10 on: Oct 5th, 2006, 11:40pm » |
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?? I heard the word "fishing" too. Enjoy! George
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