TheSamba.com :: View topic

Thu Feb 19, 2004 12:03 pm

I was to retract some advice I made about using loctite on the bolts that hold the little cover plates between the fan shroud and the heaterboxes. Do so only if you get rid of those POS phillips fillister head screws first. It's a damn awkward place to work.

Thu Feb 19, 2004 12:15 pm

Now that the statute of limitations are long expired and in a state far away, I went to a coin operated car wash and it proceeded to eat my 4 quarters with no car wash. I told the owner/manager of the place what had happened and he told me to "F. O. You Old Hippy Driving that Nazi Wagen. We don't like your kind here."

I really didn't get mad, I just get even.

Before I left, I took out my little tube of super glue and put a big dollap on my very last quarter and put that in the slot. They probably had to cut it out of the coin box with a torch.

I thought you would appreciate that story while you are trying to get those phillips headed screws out of that engine tin after you put on the Lock Tite.

:lol:

Thu Feb 19, 2004 12:58 pm

Perhaps I'm just having a really good flash back but.... do these post belong togather...?

Thu Feb 19, 2004 1:17 pm

Randy in Maine wrote: Now that the statute of limitations are long expired and in a state far away, I went to a coin operated car wash and it proceeded to eat my 4 quarters with no car wash. I told the owner/manager of the place what had happened and he told me to "F. O. You Old Hippy Driving that Nazi Wagen. We don't like your kind here."

I really didn't get mad, I just get even.

Before I left, I took out my little tube of super glue and put a big dollap on my very last quarter and put that in the slot. They probably had to cut it out of the coin box with a torch.

I thought you would appreciate that story while you are trying to get those phillips headed screws out of that engine tin after you put on the Lock Tite.

:lol:

You should have hit the lock cylinders on all his coin retrieval/ change machine boxes while you were at it! :twisted:

Thu Feb 19, 2004 2:02 pm

I only had the one quarter you know. :shock:

Thu Feb 19, 2004 2:52 pm

Bottomend wrote: Perhaps I'm just having a really good flash back but.... do these post belong togather...?
Both!

In HS we used to take those tiny rubber bands that kids with braces wore and slip them around the dial of the dudley brand combination locks.

Thu Feb 19, 2004 3:29 pm

in 7th grade i pushed mickey florio off a bench. sorry mickey.

alex

Thu Feb 19, 2004 6:08 pm

One night in HS, my pals and I put a wooden traffic barrier across a street, the next car along the road drove right through it.

Thu Feb 19, 2004 6:24 pm

Isn't Randy a bad influence? :evil:

Thu Feb 19, 2004 7:15 pm

My old boss always locked his office door at night. Well, you know there is that little 1/4 inch gap at the bottom right?
I took baby powder, spread it out in front of that 1/4 gap and used a hairdryer to blow it all inside. After 2 containers of baby powder, the entire office was covered! It was fabulous. He was dumfounded, no idea what happened - to this day.

I feel cleansed.

Thu Feb 19, 2004 7:20 pm

Oh boy does this thread have potential :shock:

A messed up screwdriver bit in a portable drill to "modify" existing screws on equipment- try getting them out, especially if they're recessed where vice grips won't get to them. :twisted:

Two part epoxy does really nasty stuff too................

I know many people won't rememebr them, but we used to use album jackets for baby powder- open two ends, fill it with powder, slide it partially under door and apply hair dryer. 'course nowadays people would panic and think it was anthrax or something

Thu Feb 19, 2004 7:31 pm

I'm still not quite sure what the point of this is but... a few friends and I once re-stacked a cord of wood from a neighbors backyard into the middle of the street. NH was very hick back then baby... Now it's nothing but chic baby!

Thu Feb 19, 2004 8:25 pm

Welcome to my dark side. Eighth grade French teacher, a really uptight unhappy old spinster whose decorum was her only claim to self-esteem, whose low grading of my every quiz was her only claim to happiness. I had to get under that decorum.
When my finger got lopped off working on a bicycle, the doctor used my finger tip as a graft. He said it would fall off as the skin grew under it.
It did. I knew it was going to. But not necessarily in French class. I had a packet of ketchup waiting for this moment, squirted it on the dead skin graft, dropped it on her desk and said my finger just fell off. She backed up screaming right out of the class room.
Alors! Quel horror!
That is why I now speak Spanish.
Colin

Thu Feb 19, 2004 11:47 pm

nice.... BTW, I've met you and I didn't even notice the finger thing. Which one?

Fri Feb 20, 2004 9:02 am

A friend got married a couple of years ago and I gave the happy couple a gag gift box of sex toys. Just for fun I made the card out to my friend and his ex-wife rather than the new wife. The new wife cried for 3 days. Apparently she was in denial about the ex-wife. I felt really really bad for the bad gag, but I feel even worse since I signed another friend's name to the card. They still blame him to this very day.

Ahhh........Now I feel better.

Fri Feb 20, 2004 10:07 am

Randy, I didn't know you were an old hippy :)

Richard. Tell us how you really feel about those phillips fillister head screws ;)

I had a "interesting" time getting some of them off my motor. I almost went out and bought one of those impact screwdrivers, but persistant tapping got most of 'em out. Those that didn't come out after tapping for awhile, got to deal with the vise grips :D

"When the only tool you have is a hammer, everything starts looking like a nail"

Fri Feb 20, 2004 1:02 pm

Never had a beetle...that is the absolute best joke ever! Man, you ARE the MAN!!!! Brilliant! I am in deep admireation of your abilities to confound, ridicule, disturb, demote and harass. And then blameing it on someone else... what can I say? pure art....

Sat Feb 21, 2004 7:33 am

When I was a teenager it was my job to mow my grandparents lawns- all 3 acres of them. Every winter some local AHs would snow mobile across the side lawn, over the pond and into the woods behind our house- ruslting in a half-track looking trail across the sind lawn that would have to be tilled and re seeded in the spring-by me.

The second winter this happened, I followed the tracks to the guys house. And told him he needed to cut it out. The man didnt take kindly to being told what he could and couldnt di by a kid, and my grandparents thought it "unneighborly" to call the police. So getting the feeling that this guy (and his buddies would be back again. I nailed some white boards about a foot off the ground in the trees before the pond. Then the next time it snowed I went out (at three in the AM) and broke up the ice on the ponds with a maul.

The resulting crash required that the guy come back (hat in hand) to request permission use his trucj to pull his snow mobile out of the muck. apperently it had noes-dived into the bottom of the pond.

Sat Feb 21, 2004 8:02 am

I had an anal-retentive boss who locked his door when he was out.
Of course, he was not the only one with a key.

I went to a Hallmark store and bought a dozen greeting cards with those annoying musical chips inside them. I removed those units from the cards and (using double-sided tape) stuck them to mostly inaccessable locations within his office while he was at lunch. Then I locked his door.
-------------------------------------
My favorite stupid office trick is to use the "auto find and replace" feature on Microsoft Word. Take over someones' computer, replace their last name with "Birdy Num-nums". Every time they try to write a letter, they get "Birdy Num-nums" instead. It drives them crazy, since most people don't know about that feature in Word and don't know how to disable it.

Sat Feb 21, 2004 8:10 am

OK, here's mine.....

Back in the day we played baseball in the street. Well, one of the neighbors was a cranky old drunk couple who would yell at us constantly. The first move on our part was to spray paint "Budweiser found here" on the street in front of their house, with an arrow pointing to them. Well, that wasn't good enough. So one night early in the morning we snuck out, grabbed the weed-b-gone and wrote "F*CK YOU!" in HUGE letters on their lawn.

The letters looked nice & brown the next day. They ended up moving a few months later :-)