I type this in hopes that I may not rip my kids throat out and feed it to the dog.
Dill hole calls and says that the Blue Ram is running hot and that he will not drive it. I say okay, I go over there to pick it up and he is not home but instead..."just down the street getting coffee and a money order" anyway after a few short not so nice words he drives my truck back (the one he was not going to drive BTW)
I pop the hood and there is coolant everywhere. I mean freaking everywhere. So I blow up on a rant about how in the name of F*&^ do you not notice all this gaddamn fluid belching everywhere. I get the " DUH,I don't know look" First time I have ever wanted to punch one of my kids in the face. I had to walk away for about 20 minutes so I did not kill him.
I pop the cap...no fluid. I wait.....it cools down and I add fluid. The truck starts, barely. It is popping and sputtering and will not run for shit.....but I need to find where the water is coming from....then I notice the driver side head. there is water seeping from around all the exhaust manifold bolts...and from around the back of the head around the base. It also seems that the thermostat was not opening and water was spewing from around the upper hose and the bypass hose. How do we not see this, how does the smell of evaporating coolant escape you gaddamn nostrals?
So gave him the keys to the black truck and told him at no time am I going to fix a god damn thing on it. At not time am I going to come to his aid when he breaks down or has a problem. At no time am I spending a gaddamn dime to fix it. and never, ever, ever will I help him by loaning him one of my vehicles. Then I gave him a good game ass pat for blowing up 2 motors inside of 4 months and told him it was F*&^ing amazing piece of work and he should be proud of destroying the only running vehicle I have. Told him, I am done supporting you. If you screw this truck up, you are now, officially S.O.L. if you mommy wants to bail you out call her...lose my number because I am DONE!
So now I get to cycle to work, while tearing apart the top end of the engine in the evenings. Because the Plymouth wont run for shit and i need to work on it too. I can't do this job at the house so I have to go to the garage on base and it is 5 dollars a day storage and 4 dollars an hour to use the bay on top of what it is going to cost in parts.
Anyone else have a kid who destroys every vehicle they touch?
This was more for me than you...but on the upside...I can take pictures of engine carnage and post them here....wont that be swell?
Dill hole calls and says that the Blue Ram is running hot and that he will not drive it. I say okay, I go over there to pick it up and he is not home but instead..."just down the street getting coffee and a money order" anyway after a few short not so nice words he drives my truck back (the one he was not going to drive BTW)
I pop the hood and there is coolant everywhere. I mean freaking everywhere. So I blow up on a rant about how in the name of F*&^ do you not notice all this gaddamn fluid belching everywhere. I get the " DUH,I don't know look" First time I have ever wanted to punch one of my kids in the face. I had to walk away for about 20 minutes so I did not kill him.
I pop the cap...no fluid. I wait.....it cools down and I add fluid. The truck starts, barely. It is popping and sputtering and will not run for shit.....but I need to find where the water is coming from....then I notice the driver side head. there is water seeping from around all the exhaust manifold bolts...and from around the back of the head around the base. It also seems that the thermostat was not opening and water was spewing from around the upper hose and the bypass hose. How do we not see this, how does the smell of evaporating coolant escape you gaddamn nostrals?
So gave him the keys to the black truck and told him at no time am I going to fix a god damn thing on it. At not time am I going to come to his aid when he breaks down or has a problem. At no time am I spending a gaddamn dime to fix it. and never, ever, ever will I help him by loaning him one of my vehicles. Then I gave him a good game ass pat for blowing up 2 motors inside of 4 months and told him it was F*&^ing amazing piece of work and he should be proud of destroying the only running vehicle I have. Told him, I am done supporting you. If you screw this truck up, you are now, officially S.O.L. if you mommy wants to bail you out call her...lose my number because I am DONE!
So now I get to cycle to work, while tearing apart the top end of the engine in the evenings. Because the Plymouth wont run for shit and i need to work on it too. I can't do this job at the house so I have to go to the garage on base and it is 5 dollars a day storage and 4 dollars an hour to use the bay on top of what it is going to cost in parts.
Anyone else have a kid who destroys every vehicle they touch?
This was more for me than you...but on the upside...I can take pictures of engine carnage and post them here....wont that be swell?
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