Further evidence of my superiority.
It's early saturday morning, and I'm at my sis house to help my bro in law move some appliances from the kitchen to the basement, and basement to the kitchen (switching things around) Im already dying from only having gobne to ebd 4:30 am the night before.
Everything is going fine, and already moved the friedges and one stove, along with a dishwasher. The last thing is an older stove they want downstairs. So we slide it to the top of the basement stairs, and are trying to get it posiutioned right to fit through the doorway and tip it. Its tight, and the stove is a little stuck. So all of a sudden the weight just pops it loose and the bitch slams me straight in the legs, like a linebacker making a tackle. Lifted me right off the steps and in the air. And unlike the more modern appliances, this thing was heavy.
My whole life is flashing before my eyes (actually I only got as far as this redhead in the backseat of my car back in highschool......I wonder what ever happened to her)
Anyway instead of falling straight and having this thing crash into me at the bottom of the staircase (that would have really hurt). I landed on my feet onyl four steps down, and with superhuman strength that can only be the product of superior genetics, managed to halt the slide of the stove. Barely a twisted ankle being the only injury.
Feel free to marvel at the miracle that is Jerseyart
It's early saturday morning, and I'm at my sis house to help my bro in law move some appliances from the kitchen to the basement, and basement to the kitchen (switching things around) Im already dying from only having gobne to ebd 4:30 am the night before.
Everything is going fine, and already moved the friedges and one stove, along with a dishwasher. The last thing is an older stove they want downstairs. So we slide it to the top of the basement stairs, and are trying to get it posiutioned right to fit through the doorway and tip it. Its tight, and the stove is a little stuck. So all of a sudden the weight just pops it loose and the bitch slams me straight in the legs, like a linebacker making a tackle. Lifted me right off the steps and in the air. And unlike the more modern appliances, this thing was heavy.
My whole life is flashing before my eyes (actually I only got as far as this redhead in the backseat of my car back in highschool......I wonder what ever happened to her)
Anyway instead of falling straight and having this thing crash into me at the bottom of the staircase (that would have really hurt). I landed on my feet onyl four steps down, and with superhuman strength that can only be the product of superior genetics, managed to halt the slide of the stove. Barely a twisted ankle being the only injury.
Feel free to marvel at the miracle that is Jerseyart
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