"Comment with your Google Account" has gone from failing half the time to failing always for me. Yes, I'm logged into Google, and it works on other blogs, but this one is SNAFU'd. I can put in a name, with or without a URL, but it forgets that so I have to do it over every time. Or I could just put my name under the comment, but I keep forgetting.
That's all right, we know who you are - you're the guy that always comments on posts a week or ten days later which drives me insane because I have to go back to the post to see what you're commenting about. I'm actually pleasantly surprised you're commenting on today's posts.
Not sure what your issue is, I just type my name in every time I want to comment. Is it an extra step, yep. But you knuckle dragging (anonymous fucktards) know who I am. She be african. Prolly in africa as well. They are not known for doing much of any maintenance on their vehicles, dwellings, tools, and self. We be kangs and shit.
It is the default for the comment and most of us don't take the time to change it. Should be able to control that but I would bet Blogspot makes that onerus as well.
I hate that. I can have 3-4 anonymous commenters arguing and you can't tell who is who or if the original commenters are even still involved. That and the fact that all of my trolls without exception are cowards and hide behind an anon tag. Personally, I feel if you're going to make a comment you should have the balls to stand behind it with your name.
I used to be one of a number of Franks posting comments here. Now I am one of a number of Anonymous comment posters. As I only post on occasion, the default setting of Anon (I don't have a gurgle account) is what I'm using.
Black mechanic? Ha ha ha ha! Once upon a time, my neighbor was Nigerian. One of the nicest guys I ever met. He bought a surplus postal van and sold ice cream out of it. One morning, as I was leaving to go out, there were three mechanics working on it. I heard the lead guy say, "I'll just take this back to my shop, cut it in half, and then it will work." I walked over and the engine was a Mopar short block 318 and they were replacing the alternator. That alternator had a tubular piece that was a spacer, it was difficult to insert, and was unobtainium if it was lost or damaged. I looked at it, took about a minute or two to get it installed, and then the mechanic thanked me and put the belt. After they left, my neighbor was very thankful and I explained to him that my dad drove Mopars for as long as I could remember and many of our cars had the 318 (well I had the 273 which was the same block and parts except with a different crank that had a shorter stroke). Probably TL;DR.
If that tubular thingy is what I think it is it's the spacer that goes between the ears of the alternator where it bolts to its mount. Important that it's the correct length, as if it's too short it's pretty easy to break those ears and wreck the alternator. And I remember that spacer could be a pretty tight fight. It also seems like it was easy to replace by buying a piece of black 3/8 i.d. pipe, cutting it to the proper length and squaring the ends.
Reaching way back into my memory banks here, as I worked on D-600 Dodge busses with industrial 383 motors in the early '70s. 50 years ago. My Lord. Where did the time go?
A friend had the Lada Niva. They were quite popular in Western Canada, since they had 4-wheel drive and locking differentials. They would go almost anywhere, and cost $6,000 new.
It's the wrong tool for the job, but at least it _is_ a hex wrench instead of using pliers on a hex nut. Unless she is going to try it on the battery + terminal, then it's the worst possible tool...
We have many of them where I work. They do no work just walk around talk and giggle with the guys and the guys love it. That is the only reason they are still here.
I loved the stupid in the photo, but now I'm wondering what 'Bright Eyes' means... And 2., I'm so thankful for that bastard drivers ed teacher/wrassling coach Mr Nieset, who loved making girls cry, and who drilled us hard on car maintenance. Thanks to him, a sudden flat in downtown interstate rush hour traffic didn't faze me. Jumped out, jacked the car and changed the tire before daughter finished calling triple-A. Forty years ago, and I still remember!
yup, right up there with the one I saw a while back of a black girl putting cooking oil in her radiator. I guess the oil light was on ? dave in pa.
ReplyDeleteShe’s right, she’s killing that car.
ReplyDeleteNothing like broadcasting your stupidity for the world to see...
ReplyDeleteDidn't you know? Blacks invented everything and can do everything! That chick probably didn't or couldn't even open the hood on her own.
ReplyDeleteWhat do you mean "75 IQ?" What does that even mean?!
ReplyDeleteI love a person who knows how to change their vehicle's blinker fluid ....
ReplyDeleteHer nails were a give away....
ReplyDeleteTypical posing bullshit.
ReplyDeleteI'll donate my liver to a alcoholic leftist if she could simply point to the oil filter.
ReplyDeleteAn article on the progressive female in Ebony magizine?
ReplyDeleteIs everyone posting here named Anonymous related?
ReplyDeleteBugs me too. Bright Eyes a name I got across the pond. It may sound pansy but the reason I got it aint.
DeleteDoesn't sound pansy to me. I figured that's where you got it.
Delete"Comment with your Google Account" has gone from failing half the time to failing always for me. Yes, I'm logged into Google, and it works on other blogs, but this one is SNAFU'd. I can put in a name, with or without a URL, but it forgets that so I have to do it over every time. Or I could just put my name under the comment, but I keep forgetting.
DeleteThat's all right, we know who you are - you're the guy that always comments on posts a week or ten days later which drives me insane because I have to go back to the post to see what you're commenting about.
DeleteI'm actually pleasantly surprised you're commenting on today's posts.
I just don't like Google's all seeing eye.
DeleteSteve S6
Not sure what your issue is, I just type my name in every time I want to comment. Is it an extra step, yep. But you knuckle dragging (anonymous fucktards) know who I am.
DeleteShe be african. Prolly in africa as well. They are not known for doing much of any maintenance on their vehicles, dwellings, tools, and self.
We be kangs and shit.
They got opposable thumbs so it's a start. And she's holding the lug wrench gansta style.
ReplyDeleteIt is the default for the comment and most of us don't take the time to change it. Should be able to control that but I would bet Blogspot makes that onerus as well.
ReplyDeleteI hate that. I can have 3-4 anonymous commenters arguing and you can't tell who is who or if the original commenters are even still involved.
DeleteThat and the fact that all of my trolls without exception are cowards and hide behind an anon tag. Personally, I feel if you're going to make a comment you should have the balls to stand behind it with your name.
I know right! Lol
DeleteI used to be one of a number of Franks posting comments here. Now I am one of a number of Anonymous comment posters. As I only post on occasion, the default setting of Anon (I don't have a gurgle account) is what I'm using.
DeleteBTW, Not to denigrate the reputation of the little lady, but Kia's are the stealiest vehicles on the planet.
ReplyDeleteBlack mechanic? Ha ha ha ha! Once upon a time, my neighbor was Nigerian. One of the nicest guys I ever met. He bought a surplus postal van and sold ice cream out of it. One morning, as I was leaving to go out, there were three mechanics working on it. I heard the lead guy say, "I'll just take this back to my shop, cut it in half, and then it will work." I walked over and the engine was a Mopar short block 318 and they were replacing the alternator. That alternator had a tubular piece that was a spacer, it was difficult to insert, and was unobtainium if it was lost or damaged. I looked at it, took about a minute or two to get it installed, and then the mechanic thanked me and put the belt. After they left, my neighbor was very thankful and I explained to him that my dad drove Mopars for as long as I could remember and many of our cars had the 318 (well I had the 273 which was the same block and parts except with a different crank that had a shorter stroke). Probably TL;DR.
ReplyDeleteIf that tubular thingy is what I think it is it's the spacer that goes between the ears of the alternator where it bolts to its mount. Important that it's the correct length, as if it's too short it's pretty easy to break those ears and wreck the alternator. And I remember that spacer could be a pretty tight fight.
DeleteIt also seems like it was easy to replace by buying a piece of black 3/8 i.d. pipe, cutting it to the proper length and squaring the ends.
Reaching way back into my memory banks here, as I worked on D-600 Dodge busses with industrial 383 motors in the early '70s.
50 years ago. My Lord. Where did the time go?
She might have been a twirler in the band. Paul J
ReplyDeleteFrom what I can see, she's adjusting the battery. Smart girl..........mufflerking
ReplyDeleteYes, I'm waiting until she touches the battery terminal with the other end of the lug wench in contact with the frame.
DeleteI've seen (and owned) several cars which store the spare tire under the hood, but this Kia isn't one of them.
ReplyDelete- Renault 4
- Renault 5
- Lada Niva
You had a Lada?! I'm sorry LOL. Lot's of dead Ladas on the side of the road in Germany after the wall fell.
DeleteA friend had the Lada Niva. They were quite popular in Western Canada, since they had 4-wheel drive and locking differentials. They would go almost anywhere, and cost $6,000 new.
DeleteI will wager good money that she cannot even check the air filter, which is literally *right there* under her right hand.
ReplyDeleteWell, she hasn't learned the lesson about long hair around 'chinery.
ReplyDeleteYet...
It's the wrong tool for the job, but at least it _is_ a hex wrench instead of using pliers on a hex nut. Unless she is going to try it on the battery + terminal, then it's the worst possible tool...
ReplyDeleteWe have many of them where I work. They do no work just walk around talk and giggle with the guys and the guys love it. That is the only reason they are still here.
ReplyDeleteI loved the stupid in the photo, but now I'm wondering what 'Bright Eyes' means...
ReplyDeleteAnd 2., I'm so thankful for that bastard drivers ed teacher/wrassling coach Mr Nieset, who loved making girls cry, and who drilled us hard on car maintenance. Thanks to him, a sudden flat in downtown interstate rush hour traffic didn't faze me. Jumped out, jacked the car and changed the tire before daughter finished calling triple-A. Forty years ago, and I still remember!
Reminds me of the videos commercials “trunk monkeys”
ReplyDeleteInstagram.africangirlskillingit so I guess she can't handle a mili?
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