raleighjeepguy
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- Joined
- May 27, 2007
- Location
- Raleigh,nc
So it all starts on monday
I get in the jeep looking forward to a week ending in nicety weather and a house without kids. I knew I was going to pay for it all week but had no idea. I get in and back out of the driveway. Look back and a lil civic is hauling a$$ through the neighborhood so I instinctively give it way too much skinny peddle and *POP*. Yep turdy 5 shaft gone in front of my freaking house. Over 10 years I've broken 2 shafts and usually it was out of pure retardation but in front of my house?
Ok cool wife is loosing her jeep for the day and I'll replace it when I get home. Roll down the road about 5 miles and decide this fantastic day deserves a smoke. half a second after hitting the button I remember whoops the track is fubard in her grand. Down goes the window. Down it goes and I'm rolling chilly the rest of the way. Take off the door panel only to break off a freaking piece of panel with the pop pin. YAY JEEPS!.
Over the next 3 hours I proceed to Mcdonalds a hot cup of coffee onto my hootus (sorry just had to say hootus), have an ink pen go crazy in my shirt pocket, and actually had the sole of my boot come unattached. Work late and can't fix the axle.
Tuesday I get up and tell the wifey I'm taking her car........nope got a dr's appt for the kids. Cool I'll take the project jeep. O that was a brilliant idea. Get to work with no tragic events and think I'm gold. Get off work and unlock the jeep. Alarm starts going off. WTF is this crap? I've never had an alarm on anything. Evidently the only way to get it to turn off is by the rear hatch. Found that out after it went off in the parking lot forever and I got back to the web. Come back outside and the alarm isn't going off. GOOD NEWS!.....naw the battery just died and everyone has gone home for the day. I flag down a random stranger and they hook it up on a charge. Get home, fix the axle, and sleep for a good solid 10 hours.
Wed the day went great. Work was a breeze and got all my stuff done for the week. Looking at leaving early on friday and playing some golf or something that involves heavy intoxication and well................a golf cart. I bite into my lunch from Longhorn and o man is it great. The sammich is on the verge of greatness. When I say perfect I mean it melted in my mouth and was possibly the most tender chicken I've had in years. Good reason for that. I look down on the last few bites and its cooked about like I love my steaks. An hour later I take my first trip to the crapper which I now know very well. Read all of our magazines and now know things about the company I never did. So maybe by friday I'll stop dry heaving out my rear end long enough to enjoy THE STORMS THAT ARE COMING!
My kids hop in the bath tonight and I'm just hanging out while they play with "boobles" (btw I didnt teach them that they are just naturals with the english language). My oldest starts screaming bloody murder and I think he fell or something of that nature. Nope my youngest just crap in the tub and was now playing with "poobles". That was the equivalent of cleaning a porta potty while you have food poisoning.
O and now the project jeep is puking oil all over the driveway like it ate the chicken. SUPERB!
Anyone else having a dumper....literally?
I get in the jeep looking forward to a week ending in nicety weather and a house without kids. I knew I was going to pay for it all week but had no idea. I get in and back out of the driveway. Look back and a lil civic is hauling a$$ through the neighborhood so I instinctively give it way too much skinny peddle and *POP*. Yep turdy 5 shaft gone in front of my freaking house. Over 10 years I've broken 2 shafts and usually it was out of pure retardation but in front of my house?
Ok cool wife is loosing her jeep for the day and I'll replace it when I get home. Roll down the road about 5 miles and decide this fantastic day deserves a smoke. half a second after hitting the button I remember whoops the track is fubard in her grand. Down goes the window. Down it goes and I'm rolling chilly the rest of the way. Take off the door panel only to break off a freaking piece of panel with the pop pin. YAY JEEPS!.
Over the next 3 hours I proceed to Mcdonalds a hot cup of coffee onto my hootus (sorry just had to say hootus), have an ink pen go crazy in my shirt pocket, and actually had the sole of my boot come unattached. Work late and can't fix the axle.
Tuesday I get up and tell the wifey I'm taking her car........nope got a dr's appt for the kids. Cool I'll take the project jeep. O that was a brilliant idea. Get to work with no tragic events and think I'm gold. Get off work and unlock the jeep. Alarm starts going off. WTF is this crap? I've never had an alarm on anything. Evidently the only way to get it to turn off is by the rear hatch. Found that out after it went off in the parking lot forever and I got back to the web. Come back outside and the alarm isn't going off. GOOD NEWS!.....naw the battery just died and everyone has gone home for the day. I flag down a random stranger and they hook it up on a charge. Get home, fix the axle, and sleep for a good solid 10 hours.
Wed the day went great. Work was a breeze and got all my stuff done for the week. Looking at leaving early on friday and playing some golf or something that involves heavy intoxication and well................a golf cart. I bite into my lunch from Longhorn and o man is it great. The sammich is on the verge of greatness. When I say perfect I mean it melted in my mouth and was possibly the most tender chicken I've had in years. Good reason for that. I look down on the last few bites and its cooked about like I love my steaks. An hour later I take my first trip to the crapper which I now know very well. Read all of our magazines and now know things about the company I never did. So maybe by friday I'll stop dry heaving out my rear end long enough to enjoy THE STORMS THAT ARE COMING!
My kids hop in the bath tonight and I'm just hanging out while they play with "boobles" (btw I didnt teach them that they are just naturals with the english language). My oldest starts screaming bloody murder and I think he fell or something of that nature. Nope my youngest just crap in the tub and was now playing with "poobles". That was the equivalent of cleaning a porta potty while you have food poisoning.
O and now the project jeep is puking oil all over the driveway like it ate the chicken. SUPERB!
Anyone else having a dumper....literally?
