Toymods Car Club Inc: The Outhouse => In my past life , I must of shot jesus or something....

Toymods Car Club
www.toymods.org.au

F.A.Q.

Home

Members

Toymods » The Outhouse » In my past life , I must of shot jesus or something.... Show: Today's Posts :: Show Polls Email to friend

Author

Topic

DiZ_
Forums Junkie

Location:
The Eastwood MASSIVE !
Registered:
May 2003

In my past life , I must of shot jesus or something....	Thu, 03 February 2005 10:13

Alot of people say that if you do good things in your life , the next one you get to live is better and nice things happen to you. For this reason I believe in my past life I shot jesus or maybe ran over the pope or something. All I want to do in life is cruise through and do my thing , you know , go to work , do a good job , spend my money and be happy. But no , apparently the world has other ideas. When I drive , I don't tail gate , I leave a 3 second gap so I don't hit the other guy when he randomly brakes for no reason , but you think that gets you any curtosy , fuck no. I get cut off left right and centre , I get merged in on , abused , beeped for not taking off at the lights fast enough. Yeah thats not so bad , sydney roads into and out of the city everyday , what can you expect I guess. Now I'm at work , cool , I put in the hard yards , get alot of work done for the time allocated. Of course this doesnt matter , service advisors have unrealistic guidlines so you get used to it. However when they start to make " jokes " malicously at you because hey , you are younger and you don't wear a tie. Again however easily taken of , mots of these guys have problems you have heard about on the grape vine , quick directed comments shuts them up a treat. Now the customer comes into play , they are almost never happy , and they are just so stupid and will try and rip you off at every turn. The best is when one comes down raving about you broke something or something is missing or you took a dump in thier fuel tank , something retarded like that. I didn't take a number 2 in your fuel tank , I just replaced your radiator. " OH BUT YOU MUST OF , I DIDNT DO IT , NO ELSE COULD OF POSSIBLY HAVE DONE IT , I SWEAR ON THE POPES NOSE HAIR IT WAS YOU " Yeah whatever , you just conned the service department out of a free set of wiper blades , are you happy now. Once again battle the traffic , you get home , ahhh my house , my domain , sure its mine , but people seem not to get the message of not touching my stuff when I'm not there. Whatever , at least it isnt broken. Now onto the internet , to read of motor conversions , power figures , cruises , funny pictures and stories. But what is this , someone is breaking the rules on this car forum I have the privilige of overseeing. Not a problem , you get a warning. OH NO , you didn't like being told not to do that , so you send me death threats , lovely. Nothing like being Ethugged , I'm not scared what ever. So you get on my MSN , which is freely availible on the world wide webaverse , and you procede to threaten me more , cool, I can bark back a bit too , hell its only the internet. Later I get informed that said Ethug knows where I work , and where I live , not suprising , so many people have been to my house and I pass out this info easy. So now a 17 year old lebenese youth is threatening to come to my house and rearrage my face , I worry for a second , but I am a decently sized dude , I have done low level martial arts training and moderate sparring sessions with friends who do weapons jitsus ( spelling?) Not to mention my manipulator bars and such that I weild with all of hells fury ( when I can't get that dam bolt off the gearbox ). I tell him come on over if he is man enough , or better yet come to my work , because hell , this kid is too good to have his own job , at work the workshop is like an extended family , you mess with me , you mess with the boys. So there you go , just a few of the things that are holding me back from a basic existance of bliss , I'm sure alot of toymodders feel the same way , who wouldn't want a simplified lifesytle where all is good , most goals are reachable and those that arent leave a awesome sense of satisfaction once overcome. I guess most of this would be a bit easier to bare if my right kidney would start draining properly and stop administering a heafty dose of pain. They say life wasn't ment to be easy , but why do life's problems come looking to headbutt me in the face. [Report message to a moderator]

[Message index]

-=] Back to Top [=-

Current Time: Mon Aug 4 21:52:05 UTC 2025

Total time taken to generate the page: 0.0087721347808838 seconds

.:: Contact :: Home ::.