A few years ago on a new construction site the painter was touching up the baseboard after the carpet was installed. A guy knocked over the paint can on the new carpet. The homeowner was in another room but her dog was in the room following him. He quickly said bad dog, bad dog!! The lady came into the room and scolded the dog some more.
Oh yeah? In 1982, I had my grandparent's 68 Mustang that I bought by paying for repairs to it. It had the original Philco AM radio in it and speakers that were shot. I found one of those FM converters that would convert FM frequencies to an AM band. It was not working,. Opened and found that the adjustable coil of the LFO was dust. Found a new one, soldered it in, and it worked. Bought some cheapie little speakers and tap screwed them under the dash. Rockin', Man. 289 cid small block, C6 automatic transmission (the floor mounted slap stick.)
3 years ago my father passed at 86. While going through all the stuff he had packed in the garage my brother and I found one of these. Brand new and still in original box. We did have a good laugh about it.
I used to have a saw blade mounted like that, dangerous as fuck but worked like a charm. Never hurt myself using it.
If it's stupid but it works, it isn't stupid.
I had one of those old bitches many moons ago, had to rebuild the engine but didn't prime the oil pump through the distributer shaft. About five miles down the road and "bang, bang" spun the crank mains. Lesson learned.
I think the only difference between '72 and '73 was tail lights, so imma need to see dat ass
Last September, one of my high school mates who still lives near me and I went to our 40 year high school reunion.
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