riverfever
NAXJA Forum User
- Location
- Woodland Park, Colorado
A while ago I asked Troy if he had a picture that I was looking for. He said, "Ummmmm…..n…….n…..nooooo. I sure am sorry Mister River….I don't have that picture any longer." I was skeptical. I knew he had it on several hard drives, external hard drives, thumb drives, personal cell phone, burner cellies, printed off copies, as well as hand sketched copies randomly placed around his garage. Well. I found it. This is a picture of Troy and Steve after they drove all the way up to my house just to see my Vanagon. Now…he would have you believe (and he talks a pretty convincing game here) that he HATES Vanagons. But…he BEGGED me to let him sit in the captains chairs and in the back seat. He was all, "Hey River…is this where the rear heater is? I can't believe this thing has TWO heaters. So cool. And I can't believe how many cup holders are in this rig." I was like, "Whoa….calm down Yellow. I don't need any extraneous stains on these plush ass seats." He was all, " My bad Riv. Would you take us up to Sonic so I can order a milk shake out of one of these sliding windows?" I was all, "Dude…you're kinda being needy. I'll take you up the street but then ya gotta go. You're kinda creeping' me out."
Now…I know I don't need to do this (as you are all extremely well educated and will surely see through all of his smoke and mirrors) but I want to prepare you all for the avalanche of BS that is surely imminent. You will hear things like, "Dude…this is total crap. I only get sprung over old, crusty Dana 44 rear ends, and driveshafts that are in desperate need of balance (cuz he probably has a bushel of these in his backyard), along with occasional blown Renix motor." And…"If it doesn't say MJ (coincidence that this is common street slang for a particular drug?) then I'm not interested." Really….Sarge? Gents…ask yourself this…in this pic…the Van had been running a while. The rear heater was on. Troy's sitting above it. Why is he grinning like a opossum eating shit? You disgust me Yella. No wonder why I had to sell this sweet ride. I always wondered why you were all too eager to tow this thing to Commerce City when it needed it's 23rd repair. The clanging of tools getting dropped in the background when I called should have been a dead give away but, in my defense, I was having trouble hearing on the side of the interstate.
Now…I know I don't need to do this (as you are all extremely well educated and will surely see through all of his smoke and mirrors) but I want to prepare you all for the avalanche of BS that is surely imminent. You will hear things like, "Dude…this is total crap. I only get sprung over old, crusty Dana 44 rear ends, and driveshafts that are in desperate need of balance (cuz he probably has a bushel of these in his backyard), along with occasional blown Renix motor." And…"If it doesn't say MJ (coincidence that this is common street slang for a particular drug?) then I'm not interested." Really….Sarge? Gents…ask yourself this…in this pic…the Van had been running a while. The rear heater was on. Troy's sitting above it. Why is he grinning like a opossum eating shit? You disgust me Yella. No wonder why I had to sell this sweet ride. I always wondered why you were all too eager to tow this thing to Commerce City when it needed it's 23rd repair. The clanging of tools getting dropped in the background when I called should have been a dead give away but, in my defense, I was having trouble hearing on the side of the interstate.
