I took my daughter to work with me recently and she had a loose tooth that I was trying to coax out. I bought her caramel and taffy and she just thought she was in heaven until... oooow! I looked and the taffy covered tooth that was kinda hanging there, and I said I think it's time for that tooth to go. I asked her if she wanted me to pull it and she just looked at me, like your kidding right? I said really, it will feel great when it's out and it looks like you won't be able to eat until then. That got her (the not eating part. she can out-eat any man and she's only five) So she goes o.k. so I pull out these pliers and said open up. She did open up, but I was kidding that time (fooled ya!) I got the trucks polishing towel and just yanked it out, and then had her suck on the towel until the bleeding stopped. As I went in to the next store I thought "That Truck is part of the family now." How many people can say their kid lost their first tooth in their Ford?

 

No offense anyone, but I CANT STAND TAILGATERS!!!

 

This happened to 4 of my friends a few years ago and since no one was hurt, it is really funny. They had been on deer hunt in west Texas and were headed back to Houston late at night taking turns driving. They were in a supercab with 2 guys in back seat asleep and one guy in front asleep. The driver was about 60 miles west of Houston around 3:00 AM on I-10 cruising at 70 and wide awake listening to the radio when the guy next to him woke up and screamed, "I'VE GOT IT, I'VE GOT IT" and grabbed the steering wheel jerking it to the right. My buddy driving slammed on the brakes and tried to get control of the truck. They ended up driving off the road before they got stopped with everybody in the truck screaming their heads off. The guy who grabbed the wheel was dreaming they were having a wreck and he was trying to stop it and almost caused one. Needless to say, everyone stayed wide awake the rest of the way home and all of them had to change their pants when they got there.

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May be a coincidence but van drivers seem to be the worst, especially mini-vans. Am I imagining this or not? Maybe they feel a little emasculated in those things compared to our F150's and feel they have something they have to prove. Noticed it more when I had my big '98 S/C 4X4...of course now I just leave'em in the dust .

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A couple of days ago on my way to work I was in the slow lane doing 5 over the speed limit 100 yards behind a state trooper who was in the passing lane clocking oncoming traffic. An explorer was coming up behind me really fast so I motioned him to slow down. His response was a single digit salute and his horn. He pulled up real close to the trooper and turned hard to the right never slowing down at all,(probably watching me in his mirror) as he got to the front door of the patrol car his brake lights came on but it was to late that red flashing light was already on. I really enjoyed giving the smile and wave as he pulled over to the sholder and I passed him.

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How about tailgaters in parking lots?

I was pulling into a fast food joint and it had an "entrance only" to the main road. To exit you had to pull out on a side street. Well, I'm pulling in and a car is backing out of a parking spot so I stop to let her get out.
She keeps backing up towards the main road! I look behind me and don't see anything so I put the truck in reverse, just in case she doesn't notice the Huge black truck behind her.
She keeps backing slowly so I look back and roll back slowly ready to honk the horn.

Wham, I hit something? I look, the guy with me looks, nothing. I put it in park, get out and there is this little car back there! This lady had got so close to my bumper I never saw her... It was uphill slightly and my friend and I had both looked back...

Oh well...

No major damage and the other lady who started this drove off the other way, fast. Good thing I would've liked to discuss things with her!

Mark

 

I know what you're saying. The other day leaving work I was waiting to turn onto a busy street. As I sat there I looked in my two side mirrors and my rear-view mirror; nothing behind me. Then when traffic opened up I pulled forward, low-and-behold there was a little Honda Del Sol behind me. I could not see that vehicle at all. You know you've got to wonder what's up with these people. If they are so close to me that all they can see is my tailgate, then the thought should enter their head that I can't see them either.

 

Sorry to use up so much space but I didn't know which story to tell and this one's a bit more humorous. (gotta tell someone)

I drive through the Smoky Mountains every weekend, 2 to 4 times. I love it and I am getting better at it each time. There are hairpin turns, banked turns uphill and downhill, passing lanes on hills and flats, straight uphill shots, etc.

One time I'm going up the mountain (NC side) and I come up on a little Toyota followed by an older Harley. The car is going pretty slow and the bike and I are waiting for a passing lane to open up for about a mile or two.

Well, we get a lane for passing and she correctly stays in the slower right lane. The long haired, Harley driver is gettin' on it so I hit the gas and catch up to him. I would like to get around him before we have to merge back into one lane again... But he is acting like "I got the lead there, big trucker guy and we gonna have fun now". I tried to get around him on the right but the lane closed too quickly, so I kinda hung on him for a while. Well, this poor guy with the leathers was great on the straightaways but the turns were wearin' out his boots.

Finally I saw the next passing lane coming and punched it... He has to see me coming but stays in the fast lane anyway. I'm almost on top of him and start to move to my right to get around him while letting off the gas. He moves to the right lane leans over the bike (wind resistance?)and guns this loud thing while going uphill and around a slight curve, I put it to the floor, get alongside of him and notice there is a very sharp turn ahead. I look over to see what he is gonna do and he realizes he can't make the turn so he sits back, slumps over, lets off the gas and drops his head in disgust. He looked absolutely degraded by this big ol' truck passin' him.

It was sad...

I did see him about a 1/2 hour later in my rear view mirror and he was flying down the straight roads we were on now! I had to turn off before he got up to me but he did look more macho as he was getting closer.

Hope you enjoyed,
Mark

 

Markg (this is in reference to your first post of backing up to the entrance only)
You give them an inch and they will take a mile. Ive tried to be courtious and give space to people trying to do stuff like that and they always wind up taking advantage of it. Now I give them enough room to get out of there space or turn around. If they keep coming they get the horn and bright lights til they stop.

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i had quite the little driving experience last saturday. i was driving home f/ work & this old beat up chevy van beat me out of the toll gate, i needed to be in the left lane (the one he was in) b/c the highway splits N & S for H75, there was a suburban pulling a trailer in front of the van and i wanted in between them (there was plenty of room). well, i was running out of highway so i sped up and that jerk in the van sped up as well, i sped up enough to get in front of him, and i was using my left signal to let him know i was going to get in front of him. as i started to ease over he sped up some more than swerved the van and honked his horn as if i cut him off. once we got onto 75 he pulled up next to me, but i just kept my eyes looking straight, then he speeds up and swerves in front of me to cut me off, but he put enough distance between me and him that it didn't affect me, plus i knew it was coming.
another time i had to squeeze in on another F150's butt (thank god he didn't slam on the brakes) b/c this little ranger kept accelerating to prevent me f/ merging onto the highway.
I hate it when people won't drive w/ courtesy .

 

I was driving home to St.Paul Minnesota from a snowmobile trip in West Yellowstone Montana. We had 2 F-150's and a Dodge. The guy driving the Dodge would come flying up from behind and pass going a lot faster than us whenever we came to a big hill. We were all pulling 3 sleds each so me and the other F-150 were taking it easy up the hills. We could have blown his doors off going up the hills but we weren't out to prove anything and we take good care of our trucks. Everytime he did this he would yell something about Ford over the CB. We just shook our heads and laughed. Finally about 30 miles from home his truck stopped shifting into overdrive. A couple days later he had to have a new tranny put in! This was the third tranny in this truck which has 50 thousand miles on it. Also about 3 hours before the tranny started going he almost went off the road when he hit some ice, he made it but his snowmobile flew off the trailer and hit the highway at 60mph. Totalled the sled. Talk about a bad day!! -ZRracer

 

Any day I'm in a Dodge is a bad day!
Only once in my life has my @ss ever graced the seat of a dodge....My truck was in the shop gettting the "Fastback" put on! I called everyone else for a ride first!

 

Today I was toolin' down the road when I see a station wagon with that Stick-on-shelf-paper-wood and the tailgate says something I can't make out but there is a pic of a...a...pillsbury dough boy on it. I get closer and sure enough, "Dough Boy" it says. I'm laughing at it as I pass him and get stopped at a light. He pulls up to me and rolls his window down and asks "what does your truck say?" I lean over to the passenger side and say "it says andthensometoo....Dough Boy!" He then tells me he bought it from a 400lb man. I said "you should scrape it off." He says "I can't." I just thought he's got a lot of room to talk about what my truck says, when he is driving a POS that has the Pillsbury Dough Boy on it! Maybe he'll get a sticker that says "wishIhadsometoo" on it!

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beat ya 54!!!

 

hehe!