Can’t wait to see the comments on this one............
You load 16 tons
Whaddaya get?
No pictures please
Never seen a coal mine operation up close, but, I think they may have a locker room where they shower and get cleaned up after their shift??? If so, then he would have been exposed if anyone wanted to do something down there.
Don’t forget: It is illegal to serve alcohol to miners.
Painted his testicles? Isn’t it illegal to have sex with a minor?
How does this happen without being allowed to happen?
Are we being asked to believe a man fit enough to work on roofing would just stand helplessly while his boss sprayed something like Krylon all over his genitals?
Who ‘brought them out’ in the first place and why? What was the request?
Is this some illegal afraid to say no, even to a ridiculous demand? ..At the very least, the ‘victim’ should have sprayed back, and not necessarily with Krylon canned paint.
What color did he paint them? Rainbow colors?
I hate when that happens!
What, are we supposed to believe what every kid says about a BOXING LEGEND?
Sorry, I’m not buying it.
“The morning sun is shining like a Red Rubber Ball!” https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EbDKN0dk54M
well, with caring foremen like that... they sure don’t need OSHA
Doesn’t everyone paint their ‘nads?
What color?
This report is meaningless without knowing what color.
Did the foreman do foreplay
Old Chestnut
Miners all lived in Company Housing with no water for showers so the company allowed them to shower on site once a week.
One day they were escorting some visitors through the mine and happed upon the shower room. 4 guys were waiting there turn and were completely covered in coal dust, one turned to face the ‘guests’ and - sure enough, his front was covered from top of head to bottom of feet. Except one. He had a rather small strip of white in his frontal area. When questioned the Company exec said “Oh, that is Johnson, he went home for a late lunch today the Mrs must have been alone”
Miners love to punk one another. It is a tradition.
Leave your clothes hanging too low in the bathhouse, and somebody will cut them to shreds.
Leave your jump jacket laying unattended, and the sleeves would mysteriously be pumped full of grease.
My grandpa almost caused a strike by putting a lemon fizzy in another miner’s water. Break came and the victim thought someone whizzed in his water and he angrily dumped it out. When a miner dumped his water from his “dinner bucket” before quitting time it meant he was mad and going home.
Believe me a painted scrotum is far less painful than the traditional “sacking”.
Sounds like a thin skinned wuss got mad and didn’t feel like settling it with fists out back.
