How not to check your air pressure...

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Trish was about to leave for a gymnastic meet moments ago. Said the tire air temp monitor on her car came on. She told me she was going to check her tires to make sure they were all ok. It's pouring rain outside. Moments later, I hear her yelling, cursing, and not pleased. A soaking wet Trish comes into the bedroom and says "What the (insert impressive string of curses here) did you do to the air gauge?? It doesn't fit!!" And she produces the gauge I had just used to check my snowmobile's compression. Yep..mistook the compression checker for the air gauge. :) Thought it was funny!
 
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Trish must be some gal to check her car's tire pressure herself! You need to get her one of those nice digital gauge's to keep in her car. I have one in the Mark, and they are sweet.

I would be happy if Wendy and her two darling teen angels would just clear some debris (crap) out of the van once and a while. We just got the van last September, and it has 6k miles on it (trip to MI, and FL already), RED gatorade spillage on the taupe carpet between the back captain's chairs, and it is starting to smell like a locker room because the gym bag , and baseball gear, is not removed every night after high school practice by teen angel #1 (I can only shake my head) :( .

That is why they have been BANNED from even getting near the Mark. Kinda twisted... The $30+k brand new van gets trashed, and the 6year old 80k mile daily driver is treated like royalty.
 
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The funny part is, she ran inside, soaking wet, and found you...in the bedroom? hahaha

Thats great. You're sacked up in bed, while she's out checking her own air pressure...in the pouring rain. Very, Very well done Rocket-man!

The only way to make that a better "visual" would be
"she ran inside, soaking wet, found me on the couch, laid back, one hand tucked in my belt-line, the other thumbing the hell out of the remote, beer on table, BIG SANDWICH on a plate, next to a fat robusto cigar just waiting for a light!

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The funny part is, she ran inside, soaking wet, and found you...in the bedroom? hahaha

Thats great. You're sacked up in bed, while she's out checking her own air pressure...in the pouring rain. Very, Very well done Rocket-man!

The only way to make that a better "visual" would be
"she ran inside, soaking wet, found me on the couch, laid back, one hand tucked in my belt-line, the other thumbing the hell out of the remote, beer on table, BIG SANDWICH on a plate, next to a fat robusto cigar just waiting for a light!
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And A can Of Bubweiser!
 
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The Air pressure monitor = her car has a sensor, and when tire is under/overinflated, it illuminiates inside the car and says "Check Tire Pressure". Pretty handy. But false readings too.

Trish is dynamite. She can change her own oil, helps do brake jobs..or just about any job when I'm working on cars or bikes. She's a great helper. No afraid to get her hands dirty.

Yep..she does her own stuff. I'm a big Tom Leykis fan...if you know who Tom Leykis is...you'll know what I mean. If she wants her own car, she has to maintain her own car. She does the basic maintenance for it. She must schedule all the regular maintenace herself if the car has to go to dealer. And so far she's done great.

Only one problem before...before she had her implant, and she was 100% deaf all the time, she came home and asked me to check her car. It was "making a noise I think" she says. I asked her to start it. EEEEKKK!! Horrible noise. Rod knock to be precise. Asked her how long she drove car after she thought it was making noise. "All day" she says. She had thrown a rod, which made a hole in the block. And she drove the car all day like that. LOL..
 
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I still can't figure out how a chick as cool as Trish ended up with you. ;-)
 
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Does she have a sister? ;) On second thought I have enough problems in that area!

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She does have a mom who I wouldn't mind ummm...never mind.

I actually used to always tease her because her mom is hot. I'd say little cheap shots like "Nice butt on you mom today...Mmmmmm"

So one day, I decide to really try to annoy Trish (we rarely, if ever fight) and push her buttons. I procede to say the dirtiest, filthiest things I could think about doing with her mother. I mean DIRTY. Like X-Rated dirty. I must have went on for a couple of minutes, anyways. Told her it was all a fantastic dream I had. She says nothing. I mean nothing. Disappointed, I forget about it. No buttons pushed that day! Well Trish would have her revenge on me. A couple weeks later, I go to her folks for dinner. As we are sitting at the dinner, Trish tells her mom of a funny dream I had. Yep..she repeats almost WORD FOR WORD the "story" I had told Trish. My jaw drops..I'm horrified. (I had only know Trish's folks a short time at this point) There is utter, painful silence around the table. Then her dad says "Ron, I wouldn't worry about it...I've been having the same dream for 25 years!"

Trish rules.
 
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