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got a familiar call tonite. "hey jamie, what you doin?"
me: nothing, whats up?
Adam: well, how is the truck running?
me: why?
adam: well, i'm kinda stuck.
me: how stuck?
adam: well, I'm in 4 lo and cant move.
me: how wet is it where you are, because you know i only have 2wd
adam: not bad directly behind the truck, just must have hit a wet spot.
me: ok, be there in 30.
well i get there and hook on to his 2000 chevy with my 73 250 with 460, 2wd.
i tell him to get in and hit reverse, and dont tear up his truck.
i proceed to pull him over the small tree he was stuck behind and out of the mud with little problem.
My friends and I were always doing the same thing when we were in school. I had the Ford, one had a Dodge, the other a Chevy. We we always daring each other for stuff, I think in the end with all the stupid stuff we did, I was ahead by a few. The Chevy guy actually tried to pioneer a new section of creek, only to have his truck disappear. Thank god my father owns construction equipment. I was only ahead in the end cause I was smarter though. They were kinda like Larry the Cable guys kids. But they sure are good folk for friendin'. I still see them when I go home on leave. My wife is a Cali girl, so of course they kill her. She loves them to death, and they drool over her. It always makes for a fun evening at the fire...lol