I had a great ride on Kip today, he's shedding like a S.O.B.
On my way home I see my husband and some coworkers on the side of the road doing some work. I pull over and holler:

Me: Hey good looking, want to come home with me?

Carlos (his boss): Lady you need your eyes checked if you think he's good looking.

Me: I wasn't talking to him Sugar, I was talking to YOU.

This got a good laugh out of every one. I hung out and shot the shit with Carlos and the others. Before Pudd'n was born I used to work for the same cable company. I was the only female in the warehouse. I felt like I was Jane Goodall doing a study on primates with all those men around. It was pretty funny.
One of my favorite guys was Ralph. He too worked in the ware house and he was a fellow Michigander like myself. He was tall, bald, blue eyes and a pale complextion. It was great to embarass him because he'd get ALL red. He also swore more than I did. Every other word was Goddamn it or Fuck. The crazy fuck also rode the fork lift while smoking.........the fork lift had a gas leak.
Any way, one day while driving around we see Ralphie at a job site, he's no longer in the ware house, he's out in the field. So Steve pulls up to the job where Ralph is walking to, I yell out:

"HEY! NO FAGS ALLOWED ON THE CONSTRUCTION SITE!!!!"

All these big burly men turn around to see what is going on. Ralph does a slow turn and I can see he's blushing. His whole head is red and I'm rolling with laughter.
I miss working with him.