Eats Chevys, Eats Dodges...eats..Nissans?


That's Randy's Nissan 350Z, nose to nose with my PSD. Most men would have masculinity issues with all this, doesn't phase Randy. That's how I knew he was the right guy for me.
We aren't exactly a conformist couple, but that's the cool part. LOL yeah...draw a tire track on there. What I SHOULD do is borrow his car for the day and digitally render a tire track going across his hood, and send it to his cell phone while he's at work with a little note. "oops, sorry honey."
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Kind of a long story, but applies:
A few years ago during the wintertime, I was driving through Loveland, CO...near Lake Loveland (there is a fairly major street that runs right by the lake). Anyway, there had been an ice storm the night before and it was really bad out, so slick it was horribly dangerous. Anyway, I was on my way to work and I saw a cummins coming at me the opposite direction that had obviously lost control. The woman driving it overcorrected and sent the truck into a fishtail. There had been snow plowed up against the side of the street, so once she started fishtailing, she hit that pile of snow and launched that 8000# truck right out into lake Loveland. It was quite a sight! I stopped of course, and fell down 2x just trying to get across the street. I stood at the bank of the lake and watched her climb out into the bed of the truck as the truck sank like a ROCK. I convinced her to start swimming, but she wasn't a real strong swimmer and started to struggle...so I ended up swimming out about 30 feet to grab her and tow her back to shore.
Well, it was cold...nice layer of ice on the surface of the lake. By the time we reached the bank, we were both hypothermic. The firefighters were there by this point, and they load us up into this firetruck and make us take our clothes off and wrap us up in blankets to try to raise our body temperatures. She borrows one of the EMT's cell phones and this is the conversation I hear.
"Hi Honey" she says
"Hi. Is everything okay" says her husband
"yes, I am fine." She says. "Except, your truck is at the bottom of Lake Loveland".
*silence on the other end of the phone* and finally, he says
"The %&$@* truck is WHERE?"
lol. About 30 minutes later they towed that truck off the bottom of the lake. She managed to sink it at the deepest section, and it was under abotu 20 feet of water.
So after this ordeal, it was too dangerous to try to drive home it was so slick out...so I went ahead and went to work...my clothes were still sopping wet, so a nice fireman offered to let me wear his bunker gear to get where I was going.
Best part about that whole day was showing up an hour late for work wearing a firefighting outfit. The receptionist looks me up and down with a blank expression and asks "What did YOU do last night"?
Kind of a long story, but applies:
A few years ago during the wintertime, I was driving through Loveland, CO...near Lake Loveland (there is a fairly major street that runs right by the lake). Anyway, there had been an ice storm the night before and it was really bad out, so slick it was horribly dangerous. Anyway, I was on my way to work and I saw a cummins coming at me the opposite direction that had obviously lost control. The woman driving it overcorrected and sent the truck into a fishtail. There had been snow plowed up against the side of the street, so once she started fishtailing, she hit that pile of snow and launched that 8000# truck right out into lake Loveland. It was quite a sight! I stopped of course, and fell down 2x just trying to get across the street. I stood at the bank of the lake and watched her climb out into the bed of the truck as the truck sank like a ROCK. I convinced her to start swimming, but she wasn't a real strong swimmer and started to struggle...so I ended up swimming out about 30 feet to grab her and tow her back to shore.
Well, it was cold...nice layer of ice on the surface of the lake. By the time we reached the bank, we were both hypothermic. The firefighters were there by this point, and they load us up into this firetruck and make us take our clothes off and wrap us up in blankets to try to raise our body temperatures. She borrows one of the EMT's cell phones and this is the conversation I hear.
"Hi Honey" she says
"Hi. Is everything okay" says her husband
"yes, I am fine." She says. "Except, your truck is at the bottom of Lake Loveland".
*silence on the other end of the phone* and finally, he says
"The %&$@* truck is WHERE?"
lol. About 30 minutes later they towed that truck off the bottom of the lake. She managed to sink it at the deepest section, and it was under abotu 20 feet of water.
So after this ordeal, it was too dangerous to try to drive home it was so slick out...so I went ahead and went to work...my clothes were still sopping wet, so a nice fireman offered to let me wear his bunker gear to get where I was going.
Best part about that whole day was showing up an hour late for work wearing a firefighting outfit. The receptionist looks me up and down with a blank expression and asks "What did YOU do last night"?
Hope if I ever accidently drive into Lake Loveland you'll be there to rescue me.
I go bye there all the time. That was a real good thing riskin your tail to help the driver of that truck, Good job.
I just thought it was a cute story because of the phone call. The truck is WHERE?
Guys, with all your wives may do that annoy you, at least they never call you to tell you that your truck is on the bottom of a lake.
. I still havent fixed yet out of spite







