Post by Marcus T on Mar 25, 2010 19:19:47 GMT -5
Over the past month I have been chastised by my teacher for using vulgarity. I think the occasional "damn" or "ass" maybe even "shit" would not make him squeamish. But when I put "Got DAMN NIGGER MUSIC!" in the mist of a essay, that raised a few eye brows.
Then two days ago I was working on my dads truck... here let me set this up.
A few years back and... over 50 to 60 thousand miles ago I told my pops he needs to let me change his spark plugs, wires, fuel filter, you know... the whole nine yards of tune up. He told me no, cause there was nothing wrong with his truck. FINE! Have it his way.
Now last week he says his truck is not working as well as he would like, he thinks he needs a tune up and he was going to pay 500 bucks to get it done. I told him: "No way, I'll do it. It should not be any problem."
One thing I have forgotten. He still has all his factory parts. From spark plugs, to spark plug wires, fuel filter. The whole nine. The only thing that did not come factory that are on this truck is one sensor for the EVAP and his brakes.
Mind you, when you drive so long on parts after all the extreme hot and cold, they tend to rust and some even seize together to a point you will need more than a few hand tools. That is what the fuck happen.
ONE SPARK PLUG took me almost 40 minutes to remove. ONE SPARK PLUG WIRE!!! Fought me to the death for at least 20 minutes. My dad a apologize for not doing it sooner, but that is not my problem. My problem is how around the time the truck was made (around 200 - 2001) Ford trucks where not made to have a non Ford Mechanic to work on em. I jumped on this job as soon as my pops showed up and I burn my self on the engine time and time again, I don't think my dad heard me mumbled so many cuss words in his life!
HAve anyone seen that Christmas movie, "The Christmas Story?" Where they kept telling Ralph he would shoot his eye out? When it comes to working on his truck I sound like his dad when his dad was down in the basement fighting the burner for the heater.
Then today I went under again to try to change the fuel filter, all I could get was one side off and mind you there is a lot of pressure in those hoses, so when I took it off, I got a shower and a glass of gas in my mouth. Once more insert every.... single... vulgarity in the book at this moment. My dad tried to stop laughing cause he has never in his life cursed as much as I did. He knew I cursed, but he was very much surprise how much I curse when I snap.
The crazy thing about it, I did it between my teeth. You know how you get so mad you grit your teeth and you just start cursing and the cursing is all mumbled but people can get the still get the jist of it, that is what happen..
So I vow from here on out, cause of recent events to scale back the cursing............................................ Until I snap again which will be right... about.... NoW!!
FUCK YOU KEVIN!
Then two days ago I was working on my dads truck... here let me set this up.
A few years back and... over 50 to 60 thousand miles ago I told my pops he needs to let me change his spark plugs, wires, fuel filter, you know... the whole nine yards of tune up. He told me no, cause there was nothing wrong with his truck. FINE! Have it his way.
Now last week he says his truck is not working as well as he would like, he thinks he needs a tune up and he was going to pay 500 bucks to get it done. I told him: "No way, I'll do it. It should not be any problem."
One thing I have forgotten. He still has all his factory parts. From spark plugs, to spark plug wires, fuel filter. The whole nine. The only thing that did not come factory that are on this truck is one sensor for the EVAP and his brakes.
Mind you, when you drive so long on parts after all the extreme hot and cold, they tend to rust and some even seize together to a point you will need more than a few hand tools. That is what the fuck happen.
ONE SPARK PLUG took me almost 40 minutes to remove. ONE SPARK PLUG WIRE!!! Fought me to the death for at least 20 minutes. My dad a apologize for not doing it sooner, but that is not my problem. My problem is how around the time the truck was made (around 200 - 2001) Ford trucks where not made to have a non Ford Mechanic to work on em. I jumped on this job as soon as my pops showed up and I burn my self on the engine time and time again, I don't think my dad heard me mumbled so many cuss words in his life!
HAve anyone seen that Christmas movie, "The Christmas Story?" Where they kept telling Ralph he would shoot his eye out? When it comes to working on his truck I sound like his dad when his dad was down in the basement fighting the burner for the heater.
Then today I went under again to try to change the fuel filter, all I could get was one side off and mind you there is a lot of pressure in those hoses, so when I took it off, I got a shower and a glass of gas in my mouth. Once more insert every.... single... vulgarity in the book at this moment. My dad tried to stop laughing cause he has never in his life cursed as much as I did. He knew I cursed, but he was very much surprise how much I curse when I snap.
The crazy thing about it, I did it between my teeth. You know how you get so mad you grit your teeth and you just start cursing and the cursing is all mumbled but people can get the still get the jist of it, that is what happen..
So I vow from here on out, cause of recent events to scale back the cursing............................................ Until I snap again which will be right... about.... NoW!!
FUCK YOU KEVIN!
