*as Curtis whistles through the gap in his teeth*

 

yeah but my knees and back are still tip top even after falling off airplanes with gear on for 7 years

 

Well yet another story:

No Chris, there aren't any pics but it did happen... And I have my Ninja with me so pirating my thread is going to be a struggle.

I was on my way home from school, and as usual I was in the fast lane doing 10km's over the posted limit like everyone else in this city. Suddenly a little turd with a Civic and a wing big enough for me to sleep on flies by and cuts me off hardcore, he then slams on the brakes. The only thing I could do was hit up the turning lane. I ended up jumping ahead of him. Being pissed off and seeing the Peterbilt in my turning lane ahead of me heading my way and flashing his brights, I squeezed in front of the civic and HE leans on the horn... the NERVE! I stop at the gas station to fill up and dipsh*t follows me in... he walks up and knocks on my window. I rolled down my window a crack and let him vent on me about how I cut him off... he sort of stared at me and calmly I said, "None of that wouldn't have happened had you not forced me into the turning lane by cutting me off and slamming on the brakes..." He started going off on me again so I rolled up the window... he started pounding on it, I picked up my phone and pretended to dial 911 (he could see me punch 3 numbers, I did it slow enough while I stared right at him) and put the phone to my ear. I started talking to the non-existant person on the other side while I was staring at him. I looked him over like I was getting a description, then I turned around to get his plate number and finally he decided to leave.

The best part was he tore his fart can off on the speed bump going over it too fast.

 

DAMN it! you missed a perfect oppotunity! not to get into a fight, to get a shot of some d*ck with a cvic mash up his cannon exhaust! those moments are PRICELESS! too bad you couldn't have done something more "effective" to make him think twice about road raging. im thinking a solid shot to the knee cap would have been in his cards, but hell scary is half the battle.

 

Curtis is right pat, but i bet you never thought he would've done something as bad as that when leaving.

maybe i can *ahem* loan you my Winter Import Bumper,


i'm sure it would've changed his tune, eh.

 

or got him changing his front bumper.

 

Just a minor post here about my laugh i had yesterday. I left school and when I turned onto a main road a police officer was backing out of a driveway (when I was going TO school 3 hours earlier there was fire truck ambulance and 2 cruisers there...not sure what happened). Me, being the nice guy I am, stopped to let the officer back out, to which she smiled and waved her thanks to me. I then proceeded to follow her down the road which was a posted 40km/h due to the school that we passed doing 70km/h. I left her a curtious 4 lenghts but kept that distance to be sure she was actually doing 30km/h over in a school zone.
GOTTA LOVE OUR POLICE OFFICERS.

 

So I realize the irony of the title of this thread and the following post. This is really the only place it would fit with out making a new thread so....

It was a brisk morning in December. It was early, but only by the traditional sense of the word, and the day could not be going any better for our young hero. He had completed his morning routine and was now the prettiest kid on the block. With one kid off to school, and the other screaming and tearing at her feeding hole, he looked over at his wife and smiled. What a perfect day, he thought to himself.
With a light step, our made his way to the bland-*** Cheerio's his wife buys and msothered them with honey to make them edible, and methodicly converted solid food material into soft digestable energy.
His wife slipped in to his idyllic morning with a goodbye kiss, and left to get the screaming one off for a routine doctor's exam. Thinking nothing of it, he continued to sustain life through consumption.
Moments later, said wife walked back into the kitchen and announced, "I just hit the crap out of your car. Don't hate me." With this, the morning routine was shattered. Our hero rushed through the door and was greeted with a sight that shook him to his very sole.
Staring at the carnage, he went through the motions of "un-hitting" his driver's side, and moving the offending Explorer (oh sweet irony!) a safe distance away. He then wordlessly signaled his wife to OMFG GTFO and dont BRB FFS! (good thing this was not spoken as my... erm... his ring is a tatto, and an *** flesh skin graft on your hand makes for awkward conversations...)

So there you have it boys and girls. You see just how easily life (and by life i mean the shape of a body panel) can be altered? the blink of an eye that was in no way looking any where near ANY point to your rear where a blue Blazer is clearly parked across the street......

Pictures are included below. red indicates damage already being addressed thanks to a careless previous owner. yellow indicates new custom speed groves and custom paint transfer!

I have a new Driver's door, but all i have is the body panel strip for the rear door (damn 4 doors!). now in addition to replacing the front (i REALLY need to finish that damn thing) now i have to pull a dent and repair the back one! hopefully it will buff out, but i guess a new paint job (in full) is in the cards now. whee!

This is the longest post i have EVER done with out a smiley BTW.

 

Awww, look at your cute little ACUs... they blend so nicely with the... wait what do they blend in to?

hehe

 

the same stuff your oh-so-proud-to-be-married-to-a marine uniforms blends with: others dressed like us....
because there are less marines they were able to get 2 uniforms making it much easier to get a better blend in different locals, but nothing is 100%


i already posted the pics of soldiers standing out due to thse idiotic unis a while ago. there is only two places this stuff works; a gravel pile and one grandmother's couch. i dont know wher eit is now was like 2 months ago