I can tell this is going to be a slow process though. He started me small on a cabless Massey Ferguson a couple of years ago. He was in a pinch and needed some field work done before the rain moved in. He was very sweet and said that crop would be his best because it was planted with love. That's until he realized I ran over a boulder-sized rock and inadvertently dragged it across the field leaving a long, deep rut the size of Florida. Oops.
Pigs will fly before he lets that happen again, but you better believe I will keep putting my persuasive powers to work to change his mind.
So for now, I'm merely a passenger... which usually requires an entry fee of lunch or food of some sort.
Hey, let me in.
I'll give you a cookie.
That's the welcoming smile I was hoping for. Now scoot over and make room for my badonkadonk.
It has got to be a crime of some sort to put a John Deere planter on a Case International tractor.
Geez, I'm not in the tractor 2 minutes and I already have crap all over my jeans.
Warning: do not try to eat a spinach alfredo Lean Cusine pizza while riding shotgun in a tractor. It will lead to a blob of goo on your shoes. I'm batting a thousand here.
Crank that wheel around baby, let's plant some sorghum.
He's got that look-behind pose down better than an a-list actress at a red carpet premiere.
Don't worry honey, your lines are straight. Everyone knows it is your greatest fear to have someone drive by and see that your rows aren't perfectly square with the road. Oh, the horror of it.
The tractor may need painted and the back window may need replaced, but you better believe we've got an air freshener and new carpet in the cab ... because that's how we roll.