Mercedes makes a pickup truck, admittedly they don't make it they just put a expensive dress on a Nissan Navara but still its a Mercedes badge on a truck
They just don't realize "All Lives Splatter".Hell you don't need a big truck to hit a pedestrian!! That's no challenge. What, with so many brain dead cellphone zombies walking around glued to their tiny handheld screens you have to go out of your way NOT to hit them!!
Is this the same guy that was terrified by shooting an AR?
It felt to me like a bazooka — and sounded like a cannon.
One day after 49 people were killed in the Orlando shooting, I traveled to Philadelphia to better understand the firepower of military-style weapons and, hopefully, explain their appeal to gun lovers.
But mostly, I was just terrified.
Not in my hands. I've shot pistols before, but never something like an AR-15. Squeeze lightly on the trigger and the resulting explosion of firepower is humbling and deafening (even with ear protection).
The recoil bruised my shoulder, which can happen if you don't know what you're doing. The brass shell casings disoriented me as they flew past my face. The smell of sulfur and destruction made me sick. The explosions — loud like a bomb — gave me a temporary form of PTSD. For at least an hour after firing the gun just a few times, I was anxious and irritable.
They just don't like people who actually WORK for a living, as in sweat, haul our own crap, etc. They want everyone to drive electric roller skates. They are such idiots.
Seriously? What a creampuff.Is this the same guy that was terrified by shooting an AR?
The recoil bruised my shoulder...
What’s the difference between a porcupine and a Porsche owner?almost got bingo'ed buy some posh jerk in a new Porsche screaming up our narrow two lane mountain road
Yes, that‘s a snip from a real article (posted hear a year or two ago.) That “man” must be an absolute pussy. There is essentially no recoil on an AR15.Seriously? What a creampuff.
I'm an INTJ too. A nice, big truck is a GREAT insulator from the crazies "out there" in the world. Haha!I like trucks
I WANT a truck
I have always WANTED a truck
But I am an INTJ, for the life of me, no matter how I crunch the numbers,
the price associated with one does not make a lick of sense.
The price only makes sense, in a business case where the open box cargo capacity is used in the production of income.
And the short bed pickup is even more difficult to justify - won't fit a 4X8 sheet of plywood
If UHaul had a frequent flyer program, I would qualify. Twenty bucks plus miles for a day is a butt load cheaper than a $70K new truck.
I only say this because I had this conversation today. I don't think they should be banned.
If you want to drive down the highway throwing your money out the damn window, you have every right to.
And it is good for the economy which is good for me.
Yes, that‘s a snip from a real article (posted hear a year or two ago.) That “man” must be an absolute pussy. There is essentially no recoil on an AR15.
I have had a salesperson say to me "ARE YOU A JEW!!!"I'm an INTJ too. A nice, big truck is a GREAT insulator from the crazies "out there" in the world. Haha!
As an INTJ, I take immense joy in crumbling the salesperson's little world when I buy or order a brand new truck. (What I have done for the last 4-5 trucks I've owned.) I pay what I want to pay, (what I think is fair) and get what I want. Car dealers got nuthin' on a determined INTJ. After I sign, they want to weep.
Sounds like me.. My first vehicle after turning 16 was a pickup. An old '63 chevy, no air, no radio, 4 speed. Pulled my horse trailer...a little 1 horse trailer. Had a camper shell on it.I bought my first pickup in 1972, a 67 Chevy 3/4 ton.
It didn't have AC.
It didn't have power steering.
It didn't have power brakes.
It had a stick shift with a granny gear.
I'm female. That truck took me from California to Montana, Montana to Ohio. Ohio to Montana and back. And from Ohio back to California. Over the course of 4 years. All but the first leg, I was pulling a horse trailer. Alone.
I remember late at night once bleary eyed and starving I dragged myself into a truck stop for a meal....I sat at the counter. A gum snapping waitress came over and said "you hafta move honey, this counter's for truck drivers only". I barely glanced up as I said, "yeah, well I'm a trucker". She served me.
When I got done and paid, several of the truckers followed me out to see what I was driving. They were amused and also in agreement that alone, going across country in a pickup with a horse, trailer, dog, and cat, that I "qualified" to sit with them, lol...
Back then, truckers were American "knights of the road" for the most part...I was never afraid traveling, twice when I got a flat tire a trucker stopped and insisted on changing it for me, although I could do so...
I had that truck until 1989. Got another. Still have a 3/4 ton truck sitting outside. It's got over 1/2 million hard miles and needs something I'm not going to pay for. So for the past couple years we've driven a Tahoe, and pulled a flat bed trailer when we need to haul anything.
So as a woman, I drove pickup trucks from 1972 to 2018...46 years. For me, pickup trucks were never "optional".
But I did like the AC and power everything as I got older (grins).
Maybe you can come teach me how to back a trailer. I ain't worth a poot and I been practicing since 1968Lady pickup owner since 1973. The older I get, the bigger my trucks get. They are my Happy Place.
You can't go through life hauling lumber, hay, feed, boats, stock trailers, campers, farm wagons, and pulling the hay rake when the tractor is busy, with a Prius. Sissy-boy can Kiss my Grits.
Yes, I can back a boat trailer to the ramp or reverse 1/2 mile out of a dead-end fire road with a horse trailer better than any of the boys.
My first long gun was an 1888 German/Turkish Mauser in 8mm (bought it for $25 at a Big 5 store). Now after a day on the range your shoulder would be a little sore. Not bad, lots of fun still. Once in the military I couldn't believe how wimpy the recoil from the M-16's were, glorified pea shooters. The first time I hip fired an M-60 machine gun I thought "Hell! Doesn't kick any worse than my old Mauser". So I moved it up and shot it on full auto from the shoulder. LOTS of FUN and stayed totally on target. The Marines around me on the range were like "HOLY CRAP DOC IS A STUD!!" No big deal. Just lean into it and fire short bursts, easy to stay on target. Humping it sucked, especially if you had a bunch of ammo.
People today are such wimps!!
NinnyMan would have a heart attack if he stood in front of my 2004 F-250 with the 6-inch lift kit! And, yes I bought it that way. Girls like trucks, big trucks, too - I have several female friends who drive ones just as big as mine.
No, you can't have my truck - mine, all mine! At least if somebody hits me, they'll know they've really hit something, damage to mine will be minimal, theirs probably totaled.
Need to reply to this thread. I have driven pickups all my life and love them.
However when driving the newer low profile cars I look in the rear vision mirror and all I see is a front grill and bumper, I know if the truck hits me it will crawl over the back of my car and crush everybody. I object to lift kits and oversize tires for this reason. They have their value and place but not on an interstate highway, or in town traffic driven carelessly.
Okay....Beat me up everybody but not fatally, I'm supporting 4 persons, 3 big dogs, and a small cat.
You should she her on the beach..I...I think I love you...
You should she her on the beach..
Millie, where the hell do you get pics like that????
67 - my dream truck!!!I bought my first pickup in 1972, a 67 Chevy 3/4 ton.
It didn't have AC.
It didn't have power steering.
It didn't have power brakes.
It had a stick shift with a granny gear.
I'm female. That truck took me from California to Montana, Montana to Ohio. Ohio to Montana and back. And from Ohio back to California. Over the course of 4 years. All but the first leg, I was pulling a horse trailer. Alone.
I remember late at night once bleary eyed and starving I dragged myself into a truck stop for a meal....I sat at the counter. A gum snapping waitress came over and said "you hafta move honey, this counter's for truck drivers only". I barely glanced up as I said, "yeah, well I'm a trucker". She served me.
When I got done and paid, several of the truckers followed me out to see what I was driving. They were amused and also in agreement that alone, going across country in a pickup with a horse, trailer, dog, and cat, that I "qualified" to sit with them, lol...
Back then, truckers were American "knights of the road" for the most part...I was never afraid traveling, twice when I got a flat tire a trucker stopped and insisted on changing it for me, although I could do so...
I had that truck until 1989. Got another. Still have a 3/4 ton truck sitting outside. It's got over 1/2 million hard miles and needs something I'm not going to pay for. So for the past couple years we've driven a Tahoe, and pulled a flat bed trailer when we need to haul anything.
So as a woman, I drove pickup trucks from 1972 to 2018...46 years. For me, pickup trucks were never "optional".
But I did like the AC and power everything as I got older (grins).
I hadda save the one with all the animal heads mounted on it.