Yeah, for all the complaining I do about my truck, it is paid off.
Yeah, for all the complaining I do about my truck, it is paid off.
I know it’s not a fair comparison; I just wanted to try it and see what happened.
Let’s see...
Your simplified explanation is only a little bit heresy, which is still too much heresy.
I have manual windows, and I feel basically the same way.
The repair manual for my S-10 recommends pulling the engine to remove the oil pan.
My experience was very similar to yours. The one time I didn’t change my own oil was the one time the drain plug hole got cross-threaded. Now I only trust myself.
The plot thickens.
Which do you think is more likely?
Pretty sure it’s time to call One-Punch Man.
“...raw chocolate-dipped raw mushrooms...”
If you’re Jason Torchinsky: Obsess over the turn signals until you forget all its problems.
If you’re Jason Torchinsky: Obsess over the turn signals until you forget all its problems.
President Donkey Sauce. Now that I’ve typed those words, it kinda looks like it would make a good band name.
I wonder why there’s such a quality gap, or if you and I just have vastly different tastes.
Most of the trip was more focused on nature, and we did go to Zion. We rode the tour buses, observed all the unusually-friendly animals (but did not touch, feed, or otherwise disturb them), hiked some trails, paid too much money for pizza and beer, and I even made it all the way up to Angels Landing and back.…
Obviously.
A couple of months ago, my wife and I went on a two-week road trip, and part of that trip was in Las Vegas. We both decided Vegas wasn’t really our kind of place (we weren’t rich enough or drunk enough to fully enjoy it), but we ate at Guy Fieri’s restaurant there. I just remember ordering some kind of massive burger,…