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If I tell you a chicken dips snuff, you can look under his wing for the can. No matter how outlandish, no matter how fantastic, no matter how outrageous, the southern storyteller will expect his word to be taken as gospel. And when his honesty is challenged, he just might respond with an equally preposterous reason for you to believe him
Best way to explain it.^
Basically if someone tells you something that seems crazy he's telling the truth and it can be proven to show he's being truthful
Edit* unlike saying I saw Bigfoot (without proof) he'd say I saw hundreds of carp being caught by electrocution (and you can look up the video if you want) that proves it happened, sounds crazy but if I tell you a duck is sniffing snuff, you can check under his wing
Thanks for the laugh. It's been one of those days and I needed it.
We heard this at one of those mega truck stops on I-75 with 10 or 12 fast food places along with a restaurant making up a food court. It came from the group of guys sitting next to us and no offense anyone, they were obviously from somewhere in the south. Along with their strong drawl, they were having a good old time and they weren't shy about it either. When this quip was said the perplexed facial expressions were not limited to our table. A fair amount of eye contact was made between all the nearby tables looking for that person who might know the meaning of what was just said. I regret now coming to the conclusion that asking one of them what the hell it meant would be rude. I now believe the rude involved was on their part. Coming this far north, saying something so uniquely profound in public and saying it in a way everyone within 10 to 15 feet couldn't miss it and then sneaking off with no explanation. That's rude. I do like your explanation though fordguy. There is a downhome wisdom to the sentiments you expressed.
A couple of the guys at our table went straight to, "Lunch is over and those boys just announced in their native tongue they were going out to burn one."
Edit: In my defense of not being able to read this myself, I've been up for nearly 2 days straight. That's not an excuse. There is no excuse. Just saying.
Seems like if I don't have it I need it all the time.
Right! They can most definitely be had on E bay and Craigs. Something like a an old used Wilton/Columbian bench model w/replaceable pipe jaws. The smaller 3-4" models can cut pipe if it's bolted down good. Had my fair share of box store vices, well that along with hardware store, TSC models...never could get one to last. The beating surfaces on that dewalt would be cool though....like it!
Agreed on the pump,... I want to get passed this injector pulse thing. Troubleshooting skills are getting to be a lost art, LOL. The scope on a rope is like the hammer of diagnostic tools. Everyone should have one and know how to use it.
My apologies once again white. Had I taken the time to view the linked video I would not have been so flippant. Maku and now you have shared a nightmare. I had just finished up 2 days of some unpleasant annual testing at the VA. Almost 2 days in and out of the place every 4 to 8 hours and no sleeping allowed and everything hurt. I was given some help for that though. The kind of help that did nothing for the hurt but did a lot for my ability to not care about hurting. I could do with a booster.
I'll look tomorrow. My battery is dead in my micrometer.... need a new battery.
Damn! I don't know what's worse, dead battery in the Micrometer or in the Multi meter? Usually takes a dedicated battery run to town run for the fix....
Also oh my that thread just derailed big time. I'm back out lol. Good luck whitey! Also river I thought it was a very eloquent, polite yet honest post stating what was going on. Yes he's done some of the things but other times it seems like you're talking to a dog with adhd and a squirrel outside the window. Oh well, he'll either get it fixed or become another skylar and fade off into the sunset selling or junking the truck. And we will still be here trying to help folks keep their trucks on the road.
