700/325, with FCM 40mm bumpstops and their shocktops.

MMmm, Shock Top. I need a beer.

If you didn't call him out on that shit at the time it happened, you have no proof.

The m.net thread, I asked if there was anything I could do to moisturize my beltlines. The first response I got was buy new ones. Which is miles away from actually answering my question. Which is typical of any question I ever ask there. Well I responded that that reply was useless. That thread has gotten the most replies out of any thread I have made there, and its almost every reply is people being assholes, and not answering my original question.

That site may be filled with information, but you literally need a hazmat suit just to sort through all the extra shit. Out of every 1000 people, maybe 2 actually know anything. And they are both likely to be mods, so they wont actually help you because they are too busy banning people that said "shit", or called someone a jerk.

Back down to the shop to paint one handed again. I figure I have until next Thursday to get as much done as I can, seeing that I'm going in for a second surgery to have my ligament in my wrist reattached next Friday. Then I'll have a total of 6 pieces of metal in my hand.

I fucking asked the Dr. 2 years ago to just give me metal hands. If he would have just done what I asked, non of this would be happening right now. :vash:

I did, but by law, the officers does not have to show you the radar, and never will.

I support rap music because it supports cop killing. Simple as it is.

Dear Sir:

I am writing to thank you for bouncing my check with which I endeavored to pay my plumber last month. By my calculations, three nanoseconds must have elapsed between his presenting the check and the arrival in my account of the funds needed to honor it. I refer, of course, to the automatic monthly deposit of my entire pension, an arrangement which, I admit, has been in place for only eight years. You are to be commended for seizing that brief window of opportunity, and also for debiting my account $30 by way of penalty for the inconvenience caused to your bank. My thankfulness springs from the manner in which this incident has caused me to rethink my errant financial ways. I noticed that whereas I personally answer your telephone calls and letters, when I try to contact you, I am confronted by the impersonal, overcharging, pre-recorded, faceless entity which your bank has become.

From now on, I, like you, choose only to deal with a flesh-and-blood person. My mortgage and loan repayments will therefore and hereafter no longer be automatic, but will arrive at your bank, by check, addressed personally and confidentially to an employee at your bank whom you must nominate.

Be aware that it is an offense under the Postal Act for any other person to open such an envelope. Please find attached an Application Contact which I require your chosen employee to complete. I am sorry it runs to eight pages, but in order that I know as much about him or her as your bank knows about me, there is no alternative. Please note that all copies of his or her medical history must be countersigned by a Notary Public, and the mandatory details of his/her financial situation (income, debts, assets and liabilities) must be accompanied by documented proof. In due course, at MY convenience, I will issue your employee with a PIN number which he/she must quote in dealings with me. I regret that it cannot be shorter than 28 digits but, again, I have modeled it on the number of button presses required of me to access my account balance on your phone bank service. As they say, imitation is the sincerest form of flattery.


Let me level the playing field even further. When you call me, press buttons as follows:
IMMEDIATELY AFTER DIALING, PRESS THE STAR (*) BUTTON FOR ENGLISH

#1. To make an appointment to see me
#2. To query a missing payment.
#3. To transfer the call to my living room in case I am there.

#4 To transfer the call to my bedroom in case I am sleeping
#5. To transfer the call to my toilet in case I am attending to nature.

#6.. To transfer the call to my mobile phone if I am not at home
#7. To leave a message on my computer, a password to access my computer is required. Password will be communicated to you at a later date to that Authorized Contact mentioned earlier.

#8. To return to the main menu and to listen to options 1 through 7.

#9. To make a general complaint or inquiry. The contact will then be put on hold, pending the attention of my automated answering service.

#10. This is a second reminder to press* for English. While this may, on occasion, involve a lengthy wait, uplifting music will play for the duration of the call.

Regrettably, but again following your example, I must also levy an establishment fee to cover the setting up of this new arrangement


Your Humble Client
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instead of writing that, maybe the dude should have taken the time to understand how banks make withdraws first, then deposits.

No dude. Elaborate on how you want me to stab my eyes out. How do you expect to find help if you can not follow directions? :facepalm:

Why don't you have overdraft protection? And you should really look over your bank's funds availability policy too, don't just assume.

On other news, Hyper's car was vandalized recently. I feel bad for his car :cry:

I feel for his lost :giggle:

Did it really? Where did you hear that?
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That sucks.
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Big time. Shit, he said luckily he had just taken the hard top off. Having a HT stolen must suck fucking nasty balls. His car calls out for attention though, I personally would garage it. There's a lot of scumbags around, SPECIALLY in Little Habana.

Something like that....

Anyone know the publish date on "Maximum Boost" by Corky Bell?

04/01/03

April fools or what guy? I finally found one that said 1997.

I'm starting to detect a theme...