On on that note.....
Hello my Homelies...it's Saturday night, I'm listening to the best album ever made,...I'm sitting in the kitchen of the best house we've ever had, eating cheese, and drinking the freakin best tequila ever....straight, and neat......with no freakin
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lime or salt to chase it.
You get to guess... ( and no stupid sht guesses.....I have a very refined palate on all facets......." I'm like a diamond"
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What would I call the best album ever made, and what is the best tequila ever made?
Now,......With regard to why you actually follow this thread, ......I drove the car today.
While it saw 5+ psi of boost, I didn't beat the car...( I had to make sure a wheel wouldn't decide to fall off ). The objective was to see if the freakin Ghost of blow by past would enter the room and drag some chains around.
Ooh yeah,......He drug some chains alright.....I could smell burning oil coming off the exhaust....
I knew there was gonna be an environmental disaster under the hood when I got back home.
Exxon don't got sht on me when it comes to oil spills.
I talked to my oil pump supplier...he thinks my pump pulley is too small for my engine...he suggested that I try and adjust the max pressure to see how far I could reduce it...( I can get it to 80 psi max hot at rpm) .......Pffft.....so much for him saying the monster couldn't handle his weanie assed SBC pump.
So I lift the hood, and there is wet oil everywhere....I was tempted to deploy those little floaty dudes that they use when an oil tanker runs aground....I was looking around for wildlife that I may have coated in oil...and just when I think I've gotten away without the EPA calling me up,....the cat runs under the car as soon as I open the door to the basement.
Next thing I know there's this gagging and flopping noise coming out from under the car......
Sure enough....the cats contamininated......his poor little orange bottom is covered in Oreillys syn 10/30... I try to grab him, but Everytime I get a hold of him, he squirts out of my hands...since he's covered in oil, he can't do what cats do, and land on four feet,..so Everytime he squirts out of my hands, he just hits the floor like cadaver cat...kinda makes a un nerving " thunk" noise, followed immediately by a low howl....clearly...the cat is not happy.
I resign myself to just pinning the cat cat against the pavement while I drizzle blue Dawn dishwashing soap all over him. The next dilemma being that the hose spigot is 30 feet away.....That leaves me no choice but to try and come up with a slip knot with my right hand, while holding an oily, slimy, sudsy
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with the other.
The only thing within reach is some 18 gauge wire...I employ my old Boy Scout teachin, and deftly tie a slip knot, loop that wire around the cats neck, tie the other end around the end of my welding table leg, and turn loose of that slippery mess, so I can dash over to the spigot and turn on the water so I can hose that slimy, slippery
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down.
As fate would have it, and considering that cats will be cats...slimy p makes a bee line for green pastures....he gets about 20 feet before he runs out of wire..the slip knot I tied around his neck immediately tightens to 3 sizes smaller than his neck, and the cat passes out dead... I scream Noo!!!and run back to him...I listen for a heart beat,....nothing...I look at his chest.....it ain't moving.........nothing left to do but give him man mouth to cat mouth resuscitation....
Miraculously,........he spits and chokes to life.
Since he's barely alive,mi take advantage of that, and I grab the hose. Turn on the nozzle, and just turn him into a comatose suds a palooza.......But the cold water snaps him back to life.
I can't hold him.. The combination of wet, soapy, sudsy, and oily are just too much for me.....he slips his noose and rages off into the woods.......foamy suds flyin off his ass as he runs away.
Which leaves me tonight beggin......
Reg!!!!...come back Reg!