Manual Dexterity

posted Feb 8, 2011, 12:32 AM by A Standish   [ updated Feb 18, 2011, 12:33 AM ]
One hot summers day last year, our president and his good friend went detecting. The ground was hard and the rolled field was like walking on coke . After about two hours detecting the gruesome twosome made there way back to the car following the edge of the grass pathway.

What happened next was truly miraculous. Mr president tripped and he soared like an eagle, arms outstretched - [but not being fed on fillet steak, but on trill], he landed like a seal making its way up the beach .

At this wonderful sight his detecting buddy thought it was time for some of his humour and commented 
"I bet you was on the pop last night"

A slow movement of the head revealed, that Mr presidents face was slightly grazed and a trickle of blood ran down his cheek

Looking up at his detecting buddy, he narrowed his eyes and his mate, who realising that his comment didnt come at a good time. So, with all his experience of serving in Iraq, he quickly decided that discretion was the better part of valour,  made his excuses and left pretty damn quick .

So you maybe wondering why this sad story is titled Manual Dexterity, well it must be said that during the flight, the fall and the landing, - the minelab detector didnt once touch the ground.  

Now that's what is called Dexterity!
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