myclone
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Re: Drivetrain swap vs. cab swap...opinions needed.
Short story time/off topic about my first run in with a HOA (Mrs myclone just reminded me so I gotta tell this one).
A good friend of mine with a high maint wife (<key words there) purchased a home in a developement that had a HOA. Nice neighborhood but my bud was like a fish out of water considering the snottiness of the residents but his wife was right at home. The Mrs and I stopped by to visit and while she was inside having her patients tested by my buds snooty wife I was outside with my bud looking things over and BSing about guy stuff/home ownership. As we were walking around from the back of the house discussing all the things that the HOA said he could/couldnt do (the list of things he could do was really short compared to the list of things he couldnt do :roll: ) and as we rounded the corner I see one of his neighbors standing in my buds driveway looking over the dually (see sig).
While I normally try to be friendly and shake someones hand when I meet them when I attempted to say hello the neighbor looks at my bud and proceeds to lecture him about the HOA rule of "no trucks larger than a 1/2 ton allowed to be parked in the driveway" to which I interupt him and let him know its my truck not my buds. The responce I get is he looks me over and with a look on his face like someone just stuck a pile of poop under his nose he snottily(sp?) says "oh" and just stands there like he might get some of my low life-ness on him. Keep in mind this guy has his abicrombe & fitch sweater draped over his shoulders, light pink dress shirt, timberland sandles, and dress shorts (prolly dockers but I wasnt gonna look at his ass to find out). To sum it up it would be an understatement to say he obviously wasnt too happy that low lifes such as myself were in his neighborhood that werent hired help to do landscaping or other menial tasks that were well below him. By this time Mrs myclone had had enough of my buds snotty wife so she comes out of the house and informs me she was ready to go so we said our goodbyes to my bud and left.
Skip ahead ~3 months and that same bud calls me up and asks if I'll come over and help him with his HVAC system since it wasnt working which turned out to be a simple replacement of the start capacitor on the fan motor. Since it was a fairly simple job and had time to kill we were in the driveway talking about how much my bud hated the neighborhood and even his snotty wife had come to dislike it and that they had just put their house back on the market. About that time the same neighbor comes over and asks me how much longer Im going to be there...obviously he's taken a dislike for the me and my truck and our presence is completely ruining his neighborhood. By this time Id had enough of snotty boy and told him if he'd stand right there he could watch me leave right that minute. I climbed in the dually and fired it up while saying goodbye to my bud to get it somewhat warm since I had a plan....I back out of his driveway across the street and into the neighbors nice snow white concrete drive, stood on the brakes, and then matted the gas. Yep, I lit all four rears up long enough that I couldnt see butt wipes house in my mirror anymore (you shoulda seen the look on his face :rotf: ). After I was done and on my way out of the neighborhood I stopped in front of my buds house, got out, walked up to snotty ass, looked him right in the eye and said "#%&$ you!". My bud is about to die laughing at this point and Im ready to yank the sweater off of snotty neighbor, wad it up, and shove it down his throat (what is it with the homo draped sweater look anyways?). Nothing came of it since the neighbor figured out he'd more than got on my nerves so he beat feet home...I left figuring the cops would be waiting on me at my house when I got there but they havent shown up...yet. A few days later I ran into my bud at work and he said he hasnt seen the neighbor since that day and that he's prolly still cowering in the corner of his sweater closet LOL. I apologized for showing my ass but Id had enough of being treated like I was low class without deserving it so I figured since I was gonna be treated like low class Id act like low class. My bud just laughed and said he'd have done the same thing but none of his vehicles could spin the tires no matter how hard he tried (hes no gear head).
Damn...now Im all pissed off again. Im going out to the garage and torture the first piece of scrap steel I can find with a BFH.
Short story time/off topic about my first run in with a HOA (Mrs myclone just reminded me so I gotta tell this one).
A good friend of mine with a high maint wife (<key words there) purchased a home in a developement that had a HOA. Nice neighborhood but my bud was like a fish out of water considering the snottiness of the residents but his wife was right at home. The Mrs and I stopped by to visit and while she was inside having her patients tested by my buds snooty wife I was outside with my bud looking things over and BSing about guy stuff/home ownership. As we were walking around from the back of the house discussing all the things that the HOA said he could/couldnt do (the list of things he could do was really short compared to the list of things he couldnt do :roll: ) and as we rounded the corner I see one of his neighbors standing in my buds driveway looking over the dually (see sig).
While I normally try to be friendly and shake someones hand when I meet them when I attempted to say hello the neighbor looks at my bud and proceeds to lecture him about the HOA rule of "no trucks larger than a 1/2 ton allowed to be parked in the driveway" to which I interupt him and let him know its my truck not my buds. The responce I get is he looks me over and with a look on his face like someone just stuck a pile of poop under his nose he snottily(sp?) says "oh" and just stands there like he might get some of my low life-ness on him. Keep in mind this guy has his abicrombe & fitch sweater draped over his shoulders, light pink dress shirt, timberland sandles, and dress shorts (prolly dockers but I wasnt gonna look at his ass to find out). To sum it up it would be an understatement to say he obviously wasnt too happy that low lifes such as myself were in his neighborhood that werent hired help to do landscaping or other menial tasks that were well below him. By this time Mrs myclone had had enough of my buds snotty wife so she comes out of the house and informs me she was ready to go so we said our goodbyes to my bud and left.
Skip ahead ~3 months and that same bud calls me up and asks if I'll come over and help him with his HVAC system since it wasnt working which turned out to be a simple replacement of the start capacitor on the fan motor. Since it was a fairly simple job and had time to kill we were in the driveway talking about how much my bud hated the neighborhood and even his snotty wife had come to dislike it and that they had just put their house back on the market. About that time the same neighbor comes over and asks me how much longer Im going to be there...obviously he's taken a dislike for the me and my truck and our presence is completely ruining his neighborhood. By this time Id had enough of snotty boy and told him if he'd stand right there he could watch me leave right that minute. I climbed in the dually and fired it up while saying goodbye to my bud to get it somewhat warm since I had a plan....I back out of his driveway across the street and into the neighbors nice snow white concrete drive, stood on the brakes, and then matted the gas. Yep, I lit all four rears up long enough that I couldnt see butt wipes house in my mirror anymore (you shoulda seen the look on his face :rotf: ). After I was done and on my way out of the neighborhood I stopped in front of my buds house, got out, walked up to snotty ass, looked him right in the eye and said "#%&$ you!". My bud is about to die laughing at this point and Im ready to yank the sweater off of snotty neighbor, wad it up, and shove it down his throat (what is it with the homo draped sweater look anyways?). Nothing came of it since the neighbor figured out he'd more than got on my nerves so he beat feet home...I left figuring the cops would be waiting on me at my house when I got there but they havent shown up...yet. A few days later I ran into my bud at work and he said he hasnt seen the neighbor since that day and that he's prolly still cowering in the corner of his sweater closet LOL. I apologized for showing my ass but Id had enough of being treated like I was low class without deserving it so I figured since I was gonna be treated like low class Id act like low class. My bud just laughed and said he'd have done the same thing but none of his vehicles could spin the tires no matter how hard he tried (hes no gear head).
Damn...now Im all pissed off again. Im going out to the garage and torture the first piece of scrap steel I can find with a BFH.
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