This is sort of a funny story....

My family and I were camping out at a Methodist camp up on Mingus Mountain in AZ (my in-laws work there so we got a free cabin for the weekend).

About 2:30 am someone comes knocking on the cabin door! My wife gets up and answers the door (I know...I know...) and there is a young woman and guy out there. The guy is in a tank top and looks a little out of it so the girl does the talking. They say they ran out of gas up on the hill (at 2am..) and wanted to know if we had any spare gas. We didn't so my wife let them use her cell phone to try to call a cab. Well, no one comes up to the top of Mingus Mountain at 2:30 am!

To make a long story short I end up driving them down to town to get gas. We get to the station and the guy asks if I could take him home to get a gas can..sure, no problem. We get to his house and he says that they'll just head back in the morning and thanks. The girl insists on giving me $40 (which I tell her will end up being donated to charity) so I head back to the camp sight.

The next day we all load up into the F-350 to go see the hang-glider launch pad at the top of the mountain. On the way up you'd never guess what we saw...I tricked out white Tahoe SS off the road and into the trees! My wife makes the comment that maybe these are the people that "ran out of gas" last night.

On the way back down there was a tow truck there trying to pull the truck out and you'd never guess who was standing there watching! Yep, Mr. "Ran out of gas" himself. A little more sober and a little more truthful. You can see a pic of him (on the left) and his truck here Stuck Truck.

My question- why not tell the truth in the first place?!?!

JK

 

hm...that's a good question

Jens

 

Embarrasment is sometimes a powerful motivator to lie

 

i got a story:
i was helping a friend finish up an order of shirts for his screen printing business on a sunday. on old friend knocks on the shop door. he is with another friend who is still sorta drunk from drinking the night before. my friend askes me if by bronco can pull this guys mustang out of a revine. i told him, sure, if i had my bronco. i happen to be driving my BIL's 3/4 ton GMC diesel. (my BIL was out of town and i could never resist driving that thing. don't ask me why). anyway, this guy had gotten drunk and went driving on an old strech of road that is abandoned (he drove around the barriers). well, it might have been fate i was driving the GMC because it had a massive winch on the front. so there was this lowered, tricked out 5.0 mustang nose down in a ditch. i hooked up the winch cable and it popped out like a cork. i made sure the guy knew i was not responsible for any additional damage. the car was able to be driven. now here is my favorite part of the story, any catholic readers will understand. this drunk driver, because of his stupidity and getting his car stuck, missed the baptism of his sisters kid. AND HE WAS SUPPOSED TO BE THE GODFATHER! this guy would start sobbing everytime he thought of it. needless to say, he got a severe butt chewing from the family. well, i wish it could have been a ford that pulled him out, but i know the 451W in my bronco would have pulled him out just as nice.

 

Wow, looks like he really clipped that tree on the way in with his roof since it stripped the bark off the tree.

 

I was going to safe, if it looked like it was "backed" into the spot going up the hill, he coulda ran outta gas and went backwards, but that doesnt look like the case.
As for the bark off the tree.. looks pretty bad eh?
Wait til you see a 61 Vette hit a tree 15+ feet in the air at over 150mph