Man, every time I flip through the different threads in this area, it's all I can do to hang on to my credit card with both hands to keep from ordering a stage 1 kit from Troyer . . . or stage 2 . . . or hel1 if I'm going to charge it anyway, why not just get a stage 5 with a s/c . . .

I'd be so dead when the other half found out - but I'd be able to outrun the Windstar . . . Wait - there isn't a stage 5 kit for a Windstar, is there?

 

lol

 

LMAO

 

too funny. I'm going through the same thing right now. I've made a commitment to put some money away every month. I won't ever max my credit cards and get into a downward spiral again. I figure every six months i'll add something I want to the truck. Brithday presents to myself twice a year are nice.

 

I roared when I read this

See, my method to avoid summary execution by my better half if I melted the credit card, was to learn to cook really well, and clean house, and iron, and take her on a lot of mini-vacations, and .... well you get the idea....

In return, she actually buys me my toys... I'm still a slave, mind you, but a happy one.

Some woman once said: "a man is only good at turning food into chit".

I'm afraid to pinch myself in case I wake up

Cheers
Bent Spear

 

Hi 01RedCrew,

Funny post - absolute classic!

Almost all of us have an "internal Vice-President of finance" to answer to, so we can certainly relate to that - as well as the insatiable desire for better performance.

One suggestion - never hide it from the other half - I haven't told this story here in a long time, so I'll tell it again.......

A few years ago, we have a gentleman that ordered just a chip from us - we ship it out, a week or so goes by, and then once day we get a call from some woman who is stark raving PO'd - absolute irate over us shipping that product, what is it, why was it shipped, who do we think we are, etc. etc. All we could do was politely tell her that she needed to speak with her husband about it, that it was something he had ordered. She was incredibly rude, as nasty as she could be - no class at all, and I finally had to tell her enough was enough, go talk to her husband, have a nice day & goodbye.

Here's where it gets better........

A few hours go by...then the *husband* calls us, and it's obvious from his end of the conversation that he just got home from work to see this raving-angry woman who's got him caught red-handed, and that his wife is standing right there beside him as he's talking on the phone. Get this -he launches into a spiel that goes something like " Hi Mike, calling you about the chip you sent that I'm doing the review for that automotive magazine on," blah, blah blah................yes folks, he attempted to pass this off as this was not an actual purchase, but instead, he was supposed to review this chip for a magazine at *OUR* request, and he was trying to lead us into verifying that for his wife.

To which I replied something like "sorry, but I'm not going to help you lie to your wife - have a little backbone & tell her the truth, as you're obviously already busted - good luck & good bye."

We never heard from him again - ever - thank God. What a pair of no-class acts, it really sounded like they deserved each other.

We all rolled on the floor laughing once we got over the shock of him trying to call us into his bold-faced lie to his wife. I mean - it's one thing if you're going to lie to your wife, but please - that's a personal decision, so don't bring us into it, as we just aren't going to help anyone do that.

We get some orders where the husband (or wife!) goes out and buys a money order and mails it to us in advance, so it doesn't show up on the credit card as a purchase from a performance shop, and all other kinds of things - but we don't lie to spouses, that's where we draw the line.

Hope you enjoy that poorly told & old story.............

 

..if one of you guys would buy my motorcycle, I'd HAVE a Troyer State1 for my (wife's) truck!

 

hehehe

dmp - if I bought your motorcycle, she'd just have me shot . . .

Mike - Now that's ballsy - or maybe wimpy, I can't decide which. Holly Cow! That guy is a piece of work. At least I own up to it when I'm caught (please don't let me wife read this, please don't let my wife read this . . .)

MGDfan - let's see, I ironed this morning, I helped make dinner, I cleaned the table, I changed 3 diapers (okay, it was 2, but one of 'em shoulda counted twice!), I got the kids to bed . . . will your wife buy me an XCALII?

 

see you guys don't know how to do it...I tell my wife how it is and how it's gonna be. If I want her opinion, then I'll give it to her....oh gotta go, here she comes

 

LMAO, ChevySniper - classic!

 

LMAO Chevy

 

If it was me and she didn't like the fact that I had ordered it, I'd give her the old Eddy Murphy line...."This is my house, my rules....if you don't like it, you can get the **** out!!"

LOL...of course I'm not married so maybe it's easy for me to say this :P

 

hehehe - yeah, but if you remember, another of Eddie's bits was after the divorce - it went something like "I want HALF, Eddie . . ."

Unless Santa is good to me, looks like I'm going to be waiting for that tax return . . .

 

One of the best posts i have read in a while! Sometimes being single has its advantages.

 

And thats where she attempts to strangle him w/ the telephone cord after "Vivian you no longer have phone privledges and you cant go outside" and then "I know your seven eddie, i know your seven, but you can get the ******* out too, you'll be a seven year old no house living, walking the dog motha ******* eddie" funniest standup ever. Eddie Murphy delirious. My dad raised me watching this and that's why i turned out so good!