The wife and I went to the store today, we get home and one of the Twins had figured he'd help Dad out by taking a gander at the pusher mower which recently seems resistant to starting.
(we have two mowers, one riding and one pusher for the hilly parts of yard).
Anyway we get home and he says to me that he needs a haircut, I ask him why, and he takes off his ballcap to show me how the side and front banes are all singed.
Seems he took the paper filter off the carb to see if it was getting any gas while his brother pulled on the starter rope, yepper there was gas alright and obviously good spark.
I felt kinda bad for laughing at his dicked up hairdo as I was explaining how lucky he was that it was only his hair and not his face or eyes that got torched.
He's 17 years old and his "doo" means alot to him, guess I'll hafta whip out the shears (or maybe the weed whacker) and try ta crop out the worst of the frizzed up mess.
