San Diego BS Thread.

You guys recall seeing the thread about TW members bashing one another? I think that guy accidently read this thread. I think you stupid dumb shits should stop calling each other fuckers and up the ante with adjectives. LMAO. haha.

DOUG are you driving down or is Manny driving his rig up to your pad? I don't want to make a cameo to Manny's house if no one is there.

MARIO so if we need a rental, should we call you. Let us know what you can do for us because I'm sure at some point we'll all need to rent a car at some point. Mexicans do work, but they are also in it for a quick buck. Don't fuck it up.

MANNY besides the little pads in between the leafs, I've got grease at my place. I'm sure you'll need some. I'm positive Doug's got some, but in case you do the deed here at your place you'll need some.

 

The part number is different and the spring rate is different as well, but they were sold Asap to one of the new guys to the site and he is a Navy man as well so i hooked him up! But the new ones from justin on the other hand are adjusted way to high. Called toytec and they said that for a 2.5-3 inch lift you should be able to measure 1 1/4-1 1/2 inches of thread showing. 1 1/4 being 2.5 inches and 1 1/2 being 3 inches of lift. So i proceeded to go and measure the amount of threads showing and it measured 2 1/4 inches of thread showing. If my calculations are right then he had these way maxed out to a little over 4 inches of lift! My UCA's are maxed out and i have no real down travel . These seriously need to be re-adjusted down

 

I missed out on those shocks/springs. That is what I get for not logging in.

 

The link you posted was for internal use only. My wife went to the actual site and had to login and was then told there were no job postings. It must be "Promote from within?"

 

Damn Albert, had I done well in english I would've been more grammatically correct, your construtive criticism has been noted & appreciated, fuck you very much ...

Shit buddy, thanks for selling them right from underneath me... you KNEW I was gonna retro fit them for the Hyundai bro'......

 

Ooooppss !! never did answer your question did i Al...

I'm going to drive down to manny's as soon as he gives me directions, prolly later today or tomorrow, what i mean is doing it on Saturday but getting directions today...

 

I needed that laugh Doug. Too much stress in the house these days.

 

Then I will fo sho try to visit if you make it down to my neck of the woods.

 

Glad my childish antics have finally proven themselves useful....

On a serious note, I know it sucks having to go stay at the in-laws temporarily but thank God at least you're on good enough terms with them to even have this as an option

You should come by & say hi Al, it'd get you out of the house for a bit too...

You & the wife hang in there man, it will get better...

 

FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT!

 

I can just see it now:

Reckless pulls up in his Taco seeking help from the all-knowing guru. He wipes a bead of sweat from his forehead as he tears out a bite of bread from his roll, gunking up his teeth. Slowly walking up the steps to the old man's place, he hears a muffled "cha-chink," pauses, glances back at his family in the truck, and swallows as he turns back. The steps creek at his ascent, warning of the danger that lies ahead. At the top step, his hand forms a fist of sweat. Another "cha-chink." Thinking this is a horrible idea but still needing the best of help, he lightly raps on the door. It creeks open just a hair, enough to smell the cigarette smoke within but not enough to see what lay in wait. "Doug?" Inquires the young man. He pushes the door open gently and sets one foot over the threshold to see a bald old man in a dimly lit room with a screwed up frown sporting shades and sucking on a cigarette. As the elder exhales smoke out of his nose he raises a short, black pump action. "Need some help?" asks the old man. Matt's eyes open wide in horror as slugs pound into his chest at rapid speed forcing him out of the doorway, sending bloody sinew spilling out of his back and meat popping up from his chest as he takes the onslaught of lead. Breaking the wood balcony, splinters pierce his wounds and flesh as he falls to the pavement below ending his life. Answering to himself with a droplet of feelings rolling down his cheek, Doug whispers, "So do I." Matt's family then drives off in horror as Casey begins to feast Matt's cold corps. She will eat well tonight.

That's what I saw

 

I've been lurking...

 

You might catch him at the mall.

 

Graphic! Did I miss something? Are you having wet dreams? What's going on that you would post something like this? I give up. I can't keep up with you all.

 

What...... N THE FUCK.......WAS THAT ???.....

You've read one too many Billy Mumphry Stories son ....

 

Any one know of a silver DCLB with 6" Pro Comp lift and ARB front bumper? He parked next to me this morning on NAB I left a note.

 

Matt, you know that I had A LOT more weight in the front of the truck than you. I had well over 200 lbs sitting up there plus the front diff. My truck never sat that high. Sorry bro. Hope you get it figured out.

 

Your note didn't start out like "~~hey sailor~~" or anything did it ??

sorry Adam, couldn't resist..

 

Got my window tint today for 35 bucks in tj, they're limo tint wooo makes the red paint stand out more. Now I gotta see my Dr about giving me. Note saying window tint is fine since I work out in the desert. Wooooo if all else fails my buddy w cvpd will sign tickets off

 

I've done that a few times around base...No luck on seeing them join however.