This is my hand truck.
There are many like it, but this one is mine.
My hand truck is my best friend.
It is my life.
I must master it as I must master my life.
Without me, my hand truck is useless.
Without my hand truck, I am useless.
I must wheel my hand truck true.
I must wheel my hand truck straighter than my enemy, who is trying to out gig me.
I must out wheel him before he out wheels me.
Before god I swear this creed.
My hand truck and me are defenders of this gig.
We are the masters of our Monday night gig.
We are the saviors of the gigging world.
So be it... until there are no more gigs, just peace.
Amen.