Tractor, Truck and Trailer Troubles

Tuesday Morning...
I was supposed to take my stupid non-starting tractor to my uncle's house because he said he could get it running again so I can mow my stupid yard which averages in height somewhere between the ankle and the knee...I pushed the stupid thing to the front yard, which was no easy task since the stupid weed-filled grass is so high, then drove the truck over to the trailer which is also buried in stupid grass...well actually it is buried in stupid clover, but that's another story.  The stupid truck is now stuck in the stupid mud and stupid clover and won't do anything but spin its stupid bald tires and throw stupid mud flakes all over everything including the inside of my stupid door when I was stupid enough to open it while my foot was still on the stupid accelerator.  So, I called my dad who is bringing his truck to try and pull my stupid truck out of the four stupid holes the stupid bald tires are now sitting in.  I'm about ready to get my shotgun and shoot the stupid tractor, the stupid trailer and the stupid truck.  I wonder if I could find the stupid shotgun shells?

The rest of the story...
Dad showed up.  We pulled the truck out of the stupid mud and attached the stupid trailer.  We loaded the stupid tractor on the stupid trailer and I delivered it to Uncle Larry's house...yeah!
Now he says I need a stupid cylinoid, whatever that is.  Argh!