Friday, November 19, 2021

Friday Funnies


A little automotive humor. The 4L60E transmission is Chevrolet's gift to transmission repair shops everywhere. Chevy put that thing in just about every rear wheel drive vehicle they make except the heavy duty trucks. I briefly had a 2003 Chevrolet Blazer that had 300,000 miles on it. The original owner had the 4L60E rebuilt at 150,000 miles. I only had it a couple of months before the 3/4 Clutch Pack (the set of clutch plates and steel plates that allow the transmission to go into 3RD and 4TH gear) let go when I was 20 miles from home. The cost to rebuild the transmission again was more than I paid for it. So, I sold it to someone else for parts. 

Never trust a fart...especially in traffic.

...and rabbits and kittens and bourbon...

Spicy with butter and honey on the biscuit

Some of y'all shouldn't be allowed near tools...

True story: I'm 6'4". Tried to test drive a Toyota MR2 in the late 80s/early 90s. My head stuck out the sunroof by about 3-4 inches. 

I can attest from personal experience that these make excellent smores.

I despise the time change. It complicates everything.

...and I've met her sibling too.

No...step away from the fryer.

While we're at it, let's discuss the incursions into September and October too.

Seen on a police officer's truck at the local PD.

It's that time of year again when we set aside a day for Gluttony and embarrassing moments with family. If you need me, I'll be hiding in an undisclosed bunker with lots of ammunition. 

True Story: The Queen and I were in church one fine Sabbath day (before we were married), and we had a hysterical note trading session on the subject of Eve listening to snakes and other sleazy creatures like lawyers. 


  1. Your "never trust a fart" pic brought back memories. I used to deliver new cars for a living. I was coming back from delivering Jeeps to NYC and on the BQE. Heading for the Verrazano Bridge, traffic stoped just past Atlantic Ave. This area is known as the "trench". Brick walls on both sides, 30 feet high, no shoulder and I had to take a leak. Traffic was crawling, my teeth were floating and a car carrier is not like driving a regular tractor trailer. No place to hide. If I got out of the truck everyone was going to see what I was doing. I finally got over to the exit ramp and was looking for a place to stop a 75 foot long rig. Finally, I get to a place and jump out of the truck and ran around to the passenger side to relieve myself. After what seems like an eternity, i zipped up and turned around and there's 2 NYC police officers 5 feet away. Turns out I stopped right in front of a police station. I just said, I could hold it any longer. they turned around and walked away never saying a word.

    1. Hjets, when ya gotta go, you gotta go. Glad you didn't get in trouble.


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