Mopar/Chrysler?Exactly. My partner was a playboy. His dad owned the corp. He knew nothing about the business and had no interest in learning......just liked playing the big shot.
Well.....if you don't know a thing about your business and want to keep it....Ya have to hire and pay somebody to do it. After 3 years as GM I was able to buy into the dealership. The only problem was I had to sign a No Compete Clause. If I ever left I wouldn't be able to work in anything associated with the automobile industry.
I worked there for 25 years and retired before 60. It killed that lazy boy who never grew up. 2 years later he sold the dealership.
How about FARG? bwahahaOr "frickin"
Nissan......I worked for either Toyota or Nissan since 1978.Mopar/Chrysler?
That was the only song by David Essex I ever heard on the radio. I didn't really get into tapes and records until a few years later and by that time I was all into things like Hendrix and Aerosmyth and forgot all about David Essex.Funny enough, Clay Pigeon played that on the Wake n Bake breakfast show on WFMU this morning.
I liked David Essex, Make you a Star song was great.
Nissan is good I like the 300 ZX and the FrontierNissan......I worked for either Toyota or Nissan since 1978.
And mirrors that vibrate so much that they are practically worthless.Some people just love their oil leaks and arm fat vibrators
pizza & pastaThey/them?
My 9 year old granddaughter uses frigin this frigin that. Tried more than once to explain what it really means but tough when she is just imitating her mother and father.I cuss like a sailer. And I have been trying to stop for years. It’s been the hardest habit to drop. Cussing makes you look ignorant. And I don’t want to look ignorant.
If that is all you can do, then its ostensibly a good time to relax and have tea! Maybe fire anyone beside you that is laying unreal expectations on you, just because you can, due to what you've already accomplished in your life!!I ice my back, take short walks around what’s left of my yard, and play with the boys…throw in chronic fatigue and it’s more than I care to deal with…still no internet, data only… I feel like I’m just existing
I had a deer cave in the front end and shear the motor mounts on a Jeep Grand Cherokee. That solid a hit with a bike could be lethal.I was unfortunatly too poor to own a bike back in the days when I wanted one. So when I did go on a bike ride I had to ride on the back of my friend's 1000-1100 cc riceburner (Honda I think). I only ever experienced one accident. We were doing 40-50 mph on a long windy road that split too large pieces of farmland (all bought now and converted to high density townhomes.) Anyway while we were cruising down the road a small herd of deer was runnng down the medien parallel to us, just after getting slightly ahead of us a decent sized female decided it was a good idea to cut in front of us in an attempt to get to the other side of the road. For it's troubles the deer's head met with the cylinder head of the bike causing it's skull to be instantly pulverized, it also caused the body of the deer to whip around and slam into the side of the bike and the legs on that side of me and my friend driving the bike, just before it ripped off one of the saddle bags my friend had bolted to the rear of the bike. Amazingly or at least it seemed amazing to me, my firend was able to ride thru the mpact and not go down. He just came to a controlled stop and we went back to inspect the deer and put it out of it's misery if needed (it wasn't needed) and to retrieve the saddlebag that was torn off.
I was fairly well aware of the dangers people in cars were to bikes but up to that point I had never considered the idea that large wild animals might also pose a risk. That caused me to re-evaluate the idea of ever owning a bike because I had serious doubts I could go thru an experience like that, if I was driving, and keep the bike up on it's two wheels.
I drive a 09 frontier, Mrs Pute has a 02 Altima. If and when I have to buy another car it will be a Subaru Out Back.Nissan is good I like the 300 ZX and the Frontier
Somes times to play the position of official asshole, to allow the playboys keep on their good ole boy faces.Exactly. My partner was a playboy. His dad owned the corp. He knew nothing about the business and had no interest in learning......just liked playing the big shot.
Well.....if you don't know a thing about your business and want to keep it....Ya have to hire and pay somebody to do it. After 3 years as GM I was able to buy into the dealership. The only problem was I had to sign a No Compete Clause. If I ever left I wouldn't be able to work in anything associated with the automobile industry.
I worked there for 25 years and retired before 60. It killed that lazy boy who never grew up. 2 years later he sold the dealership.
Do that and you will end up just like me....hearing aids. Today I still feel but I can't hear. Wish I could go back 55 years and slap the **** out of myself.....I didn't cuss......Award?
Worst car I ever owned and got the least out of it and almost the most expensive........ never again.I drive a 09 frontier, Mrs Pute has a 02 Altima. If and when I have to buy another car it will be a Subaru Out Back.
In my younger days I spent 5 weeks in the hospital, in isolation. On one late night I heard screaming in the small town hospital. When I had a nurse come into my room that night, I asked what happened.I was unfortunatly too poor to own a bike back in the days when I wanted one. So when I did go on a bike ride I had to ride on the back of my friend's 1000-1100 cc riceburner (Honda I think). I only ever experienced one accident. We were doing 40-50 mph on a long windy road that split too large pieces of farmland (all bought now and converted to high density townhomes.) Anyway while we were cruising down the road a small herd of deer was runnng down the medien parallel to us, just after getting slightly ahead of us a decent sized female decided it was a good idea to cut in front of us in an attempt to get to the other side of the road. For it's troubles the deer's head met with the cylinder head of the bike causing it's skull to be instantly pulverized, it also caused the body of the deer to whip around and slam into the side of the bike and the legs on that side of me and my friend driving the bike, just before it ripped off one of the saddle bags my friend had bolted to the rear of the bike. Amazingly or at least it seemed amazing to me, my firend was able to ride thru the mpact and not go down. He just came to a controlled stop and we went back to inspect the deer and put it out of it's misery if needed (it wasn't needed) and to retrieve the saddlebag that was torn off.
I was fairly well aware of the dangers people in cars were to bikes but up to that point I had never considered the idea that large wild animals might also pose a risk. That caused me to re-evaluate the idea of ever owning a bike because I had serious doubts I could go thru an experience like that, if I was driving, and keep the bike up on it's two wheels.