Tractor job!

...Bullets whizzed by my head. I knew if I wanted to get out alive, I'd have to do the most drastic action in my life: Juggle three flaming monkeys. Man, it was hard catching those monkeys...

Ok, that didn't really happen, here's what really went down:

I got a tractor job today, and now I'm set for the rest of the week. No more laboring in the hot sun, I'm riding in an air-conditioned cab 10 hours a day.

See? Much more excitement. Was I able to escape? Did the monkeys actually catch on fire, or did they mostly smodler? Will PETA skin me alive? Tune in next week! (I'm not doing this everyday, that would get old quick)