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Can we say "F*CKED"?

Reply #30
Quote from: jpc647;367208
We set up a moving slalom course on the interstate one night.

Heheh, that sounds kinda fun...  :D  x_x
1983 Tbird with '03 Split Port V6 motor swap done! Headers, dual exhaust, 500CFM Edelbrock, 3G upgrade, Electric fan. 3.73 Gears and an FRPP Limited Slip. Five lug complete! 5-Speed conversion complete! Standalone Fuel Injection in progress...

Can we say "F*CKED"?

Reply #31
Quote from: 50tbrd88;366415
Sad thing is, the world is completely full of morons like this.

 
Yep , they are the 10% minority that end up becoming the majority rule who generally complain until all the rules or laws suit them.

Reality check, this kid does have a bad influence of a father figure, not only should the kid have his tail end roasted (long over due) but the father needs ,,,,,oh what the bloody hell,,, his father is most likely a lost cause so why bother.  Simply put,,,,, *what haystack said*

Can we say "F*CKED"?

Reply #32
Quote from: ACCEPT;366549
hopefully the boy learned the lesson.
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I dont think so,,,,
exhibit 1= kid sitting on the curb texting when he should have been working.
This is a sure sign of someone who want the easy way out and a freebee at every intersection of life.

I suspect if you ask him what he wants to "be" when he settles into a job, it will have something to do with not getting his hands directly on the very thing he wants to manage or be president of.

Can we say "F*CKED"?

Reply #33
Quote from: jrad235;367220
Heheh, that sounds kinda fun...  :D  x_x

Try at you're own risk, lol.

Can we say "F*CKED"?

Reply #34
While this kid is obliviously a dumbass showoff, it all starts with the father. Not only does he buy the unexperienced kid a new car, he tricks it all out, even before the kid had a real job that just shows the values that he must have and the dad either must now know how to stand up to his son, or likes to show off through his son, either way, hes a dipship and if i was the kid and the father i would be thanking my lucky stars nobody got hurt because it just doesnt always happen that way.

Not to get off topic but here was my start and how it relates


I broke my dads balls consistently when i was younger to get a car, and he never budged and it made me get my first job, when i was only 12, i worked  for a local farm selling corn, veggies, plants, ect, and even caddied for golf every weekend, just to muster up enough cash to buy my first car.  A few weeks later i found my first car ( my 88tc btw) but i had only saved up around $120 at the time and they were asking $500,  Luckily my dad loaned me the money and we brought it home. But it didnt stop there, of course i wanted a cam, and a stereo, and wheels, ect. So i got a job at an Auto body/ restoration shop, and worked there every day after school and every summer full time, and slowly i was building my car, and by the time i was 16, me and my dad built a car i was proud of, and i could call my own after many years of hard work and learning valuable lessons.

When i was in Highschool, so many of my friends parents got them new cars, M3's, S'4s, GTI's,  Civic Si's ect, and they were always getting their parents to buy them new parts, exhausts, suspensions, ect.  Sure it sucked seeing my lazy buddies hangin out after school and partying while i went to work. Getting brand new top of the line parts, while me and my dad picked though junk yards and made our own.. Whats the point of this story you may say?? Well as time went on the true colors came out, and while my friends cars were getting ruined with, careless accidents, dings, car wash scratches ect, my 88tc was getting nicer and nicer, and faster and faster. With all that hard work and time i couldnt just destroy something i worked so hard for, and the feeling of beating all the new cars the kids had gotten with my old 88tc was priceless. 

But in the end, its not about a car, Its about life. And working for my car taught me many life lessons, got me into my profession, and made me appreciate the cost of things. I couldnt of done it myself, and if i didnt have great parents that pushed me to do so, Woke up at 5am on weekends just to drive me to work and show me that hard work does pay off. 

I have 2 different unrelated customers, both with young, spoiled kids.  One kid has Totaled, 2 Mitsubishi Evos, 4 hondas/acuras, 1 GTR nissan, and now has another new evo 10 and turbo civic Daily driver, lets see how long they last...  None of them were stock and i was always doing some upgrade on them,  The kid couldnt care less about the cars, even with 100 miles on them, they already had cigarette burns  on the seats, and were just used and abused. The kid is Extremely lucky only having minor injuries with all these accidents, and his passengers fared the same and even get back in the car with him...

The other kid is the same story, Hes also had an Evo, a few STI's, 2 SRT neons, and a few jeeps and infinitys into the mix. Again, none of them were stock and both these kids are regulars in my shop, for upgrades, or to repair scratches/ dings..  And they both couldnt care less how many cars they wreck, and likewise the parents just keep buying them cars and getting outrageous insurance payments.. its really something else

Can we say "F*CKED"?

Reply #35
Dead threads alive, what ever happened to that dipshiznit, Thunderchicken?
1983 Tbird with '03 Split Port V6 motor swap done! Headers, dual exhaust, 500CFM Edelbrock, 3G upgrade, Electric fan. 3.73 Gears and an FRPP Limited Slip. Five lug complete! 5-Speed conversion complete! Standalone Fuel Injection in progress...

Can we say "F*CKED"?

Reply #36
Quote from: jrad235;414049
Dead threads alive, what ever happened to that dipshiznit, Thunderchicken?

Here's hopin' that brainless kid got dropped in a well with a concrete block tied to his ass.
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'98 Explorer 5.0
'03 Focus, dropped a valve seat. yay. freakin' split port engines...
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Can we say "F*CKED"?

Reply #37
Dunno, his father was fired from the dealership, so I never found out. Given the state of the Canadian justice system, which is just as bad as the American one, I'm gonna guess nothing happened at all, other than a license suspension and a fine. He's a youth, so he won't even have a record...
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Can we say "F*CKED"?

Reply #38
Sure sounds like my dad and little sister. We all knew it would never end until he died. I never got to see a dentist until I went into the service, but my little sister had braces and gold fillings. My older sister tried to help her out (after she found out her stupid husband was cheating on her) by renting one of her rentals for almost nothing, but she didn't think she should have to pay the rent. So when my sister had to ask her to leave, my little sister left and stole the refrigerator. My little sister (who's 48 now) is still around living off my mom (the legacy lives on) in her house with her four kids. Gee. I wonder who's going to support her when my mom dies and there's no more pension or social security....(lol).

 

Can we say "F*CKED"?

Reply #39
I worked in the body shop of the local Ford dealer from 1987-1990. In that period of time we had 5-6 kids that came in with their crashed 5.0 Mustangs on a tow truck. The body shop manager would estimate the value of what was left and they would use it as a down payment on usually a truck or a Bronco. One of the parents would run a check over, and just a few hours after the accident they would be driving off in another new car that daddy thought was "Safer". It was pretty funny seeing this happen time after time. I wonder how many made it to the ripe old age of 30.