Nothing like getting rid of clutter. When it comes to cars, I think that you already know that I'm LOST, but when you mentioned this, ( it’s missing those things called axles and those axles have those round thingies on the ends called wheels, that make it really nice to move the truck... ) I knew exactly what you were talking about. Boy, that made me feel like rotating some tires.

I've got a funny story about moving things Egyptian style. It's funny now, but at the time it wasn't funny at all. It took me several hours to get over my stupidity and laugh at the situation. I've been laughing ever since.

I'm in the middle of putting an addition on the bedroom off of the side of the house. I needed to move the outside shower about 6 feet to the left in order to accommodate the new structure. Well, that was when I got the brainstorm to go Egyptian style.
Every time I do a project, @farm-mom always says "that ain't going nowhere.
Having no intention to ever move the outside shower, I built it, as usual, it wasn't going anywhere. A hurricane could have come through and the outdoor shower would have been the only thing left standing. It took a few hours to detach it from the columns that I had set in the footing holes before pouring the concrete.

With all the confidence in the world that this was going to be a cinch, I got #farm-mom and she placed the perfectly round tree branches under the structure while I lifted one side and then the other with a digging bar.
With everything in place, it was go time.
I pushed on this thing, and it would roll for about a foot and then start to twist. I'd straighten it out and this time I would push from a different angle to try and get more leverage. The f---king thing would move about a foot and start twisting again. The next go around I used the digging bar to get a little more LEVERAGE and the dam thing wanted to tip over on me. This went on for better than a half-hour.
At this point, #farm-mom was getting a little nervous, or should I say a lot nervous.

As we both scratched our heads and stepped back for a moment, she glanced up and said, do you think that the clothesline may be what's holding it back.
I had seen it earlier and decided I would remove it later. Well, later didn't work out too well.
Needless to say, I pulled out the old pocket knife, cut that son of a bitch, said F the Egyptians, and wrestled that thing into place in less than a minute.

Like I said earlier, not funny at the time, but one heck of a funny story now.

You gotta be able to laugh at yourself.