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Once upon a this afternoon, there was old Maytag washer in a garage. It had been a household fixture since the late part of the nineteen hundred and seventies. Rather than just migrating to the curb like normal washers might, it found a corner in the garage where it could lay dormant for years with a "one day I'm gonna take the all metal transmission out of this for a sand muller for the green sand I'm going to use for molds" dream attached to it.
Year after year, it sat, all of it's parts becoming one with it's surroundings, and one with each other. Then, one smoldering afternoon, a resident idiot harvesting dreams found it and went about setting it free. Liberating the prized transmission from it's confines, the intrepid idiot thought, how hard could it be? He freed the tub, motor, and transmission from it's cage of sheet metal. Foolishly thinking his work to be an easy task, he suddenly found himself pitted against the evil Tub Retaining Nut. The wisest of wisemen on the whole of the internet were consulted to confront the insurmountable obstacle. "Tap it with a hammer, it's a left hand nut" they said.
The humble idiot set about tapping with increasingly larger chisels and prybars and hammers (oh my). Nearly exhausted and close to admitting utter defeat, he reached for the one tool he knew would not fail. Excalibur! The nine dollar and ninety-nine cent Hazard Fraught grinder rose from the tool box and mightily smote the now one piece nut and thread assembly! The idiot knew he was hardly through with the recovery, but having found success in defeating the largest of barriers, he retired for the evening to conditioned air, frosty beverages, a good woman, and two idiot companions (woof).
If you choose to play Derail this! (with proof) please provide photographic evidence of your derail progress.
Year after year, it sat, all of it's parts becoming one with it's surroundings, and one with each other. Then, one smoldering afternoon, a resident idiot harvesting dreams found it and went about setting it free. Liberating the prized transmission from it's confines, the intrepid idiot thought, how hard could it be? He freed the tub, motor, and transmission from it's cage of sheet metal. Foolishly thinking his work to be an easy task, he suddenly found himself pitted against the evil Tub Retaining Nut. The wisest of wisemen on the whole of the internet were consulted to confront the insurmountable obstacle. "Tap it with a hammer, it's a left hand nut" they said.
The humble idiot set about tapping with increasingly larger chisels and prybars and hammers (oh my). Nearly exhausted and close to admitting utter defeat, he reached for the one tool he knew would not fail. Excalibur! The nine dollar and ninety-nine cent Hazard Fraught grinder rose from the tool box and mightily smote the now one piece nut and thread assembly! The idiot knew he was hardly through with the recovery, but having found success in defeating the largest of barriers, he retired for the evening to conditioned air, frosty beverages, a good woman, and two idiot companions (woof).
If you choose to play Derail this! (with proof) please provide photographic evidence of your derail progress.
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