"Carl's Lounge" (Off-Topic Discussion, Traditional Knife "Tales & Vignettes")

r redden said:
That's funny and spot on at the same time. I just got to thinking what non-knife people would think if you said "I've gotta dogleg in my pocket" , "let me grab my peanut', "would you like to see my lambsfoot" or finally for me "I really like carrying my canoe in my front pocket". :D:D
Let's have some fun with this, what can you come up with?
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:thumbsup: Worse still if they hear "the coffin I'm toting today is a p.. in the a.. to open!" :eek::D
 
r redden said:
That's funny and spot on at the same time. I just got to thinking what non-knife people would think if you said "I've gotta dogleg in my pocket" , "let me grab my peanut', "would you like to see my lambsfoot" or finally for me "I really like carrying my canoe in my front pocket". :D:D
Let's have some fun with this, what can you come up with?
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How very tempting...:D
 
Jack Black said:
I learned to drive in a LHD Willis Jeep with a broken hand-brake :D
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I brought this quote over from the Guardians thread, because I thought it would make for an interesting off-topic discussion. I know there been some talk of first cars in this thread (I've shared my old Checker here before), but I'd be curious to hear what vehicles y'all learned to drive in?

I guarantee many of them will be more interesting than mine, although it at least has the distinction of being something you don't really see around much anymore. I learned to drive in an late-80's Isuzu Trooper II. Growing up, my dad owned an RV dealership, and he was always taking in used cars as trade-ins. I don't ever remember him having a car that was his own; he was always just driving something he had on the lot at the time. He had the Trooper II when I was around 12 years old, and decided that was a good time to teach me to drive. He let me drive it up and down our street, and on this trail through the woods behind our house. After a little practice, he let me drive it on the state highway (55 mph) that our street turned off of, with my brother and my best friend in the back seat, to take my friend home to his house a mile or two down the road. (I'm fairly certain that neither my mom nor my friend's parents knew about that incident. :D)

I tried to find a picture on Google Image that looks like the one we had, but actually came closest when I found this video on YouTube:


Ours looked just like that one, but it didn't have the automatic transmission. I enjoyed watching that old review, too. Check out that 0 to 60 time! :D

So, what car/truck/vehicle did you learn to drive in?
 
1985 Mazda RX-7 with a street ported 13B from Rotary Reliability & Racing with a sidedraft Mikuni Carb, Racing Beat header and suspension. It was my dad's car, and I drove it for the first time when I was 9 on an old air strip. I learned how to drive, park, power slide, and do donuts in that car. My dad signed the title over to me when I was 15. I popped 2 motors in 3 years and had to get something more reliable for college. After the first motor popped, I got a '99 Ford Contour SVT, which I promptly flipped into a ditch. That lead to the second motor, which popped after an undiagnosed clogged fuel filter leaned the motor out too much.

I grew up around sports cars, race cars, motorcycles, and sport compacts. Even though I raced karts as a kid and showed the -capability- of piloting a car that a teenager shouldn't, I was still a teenager and probably -shouldn't- have been allowed to have those cars at such a young age. :D

Then again, my dad took his driver's license test in a built V8 Vega, so I guess my cars -were- more responsible. :p;)
 
I learned to drive in my grandfather's old farm truck something about like this one'


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First vehicle I drove on my own was my Dads then new 1986 ford f150. Legendary 300 six cylinder 4 speed granny first, 4x4. I was 6 years old. I literally stood in the seat with it in low 4x4 first gear and drove around a hayfield while anyone big enough to lift a 75 pound bale over the tailgate loaded it. Then later, occasionally I'd tag along with my Dad to a neighbors house where bluegrass music would be played til the wee hours, while moonshine made rounds. I'd drive us 'round the mountain, down our particular ridge home. I was about 10. That's not counting tractors and equipment. Like when I was about 10-11 a neighbor was clearing some land and my Dad stopped to talk, I kept pestering him about a John Deere 350 bulldozer the guy been operating when we pulled up. To which he told me to get on it, fired it up give me a quick rundown of the controls. He walked back over to the other guy and carried on their conversation for well over an hour while I had a ball pushing stumps outta the ground.
 
It was 1970 and I was 13 years old. We lived in eastern Bolivia a stones throw from the Brazilian Mato Grosso. The nearest paved road was 360 kilometers southwest. The nearest public municipal electricity was also 360 kilometers southwest. We had the only motorized vehicle within a radius of 80 kilometers. I suppose there may have been laws on the books concerning driving but there was no-one to enforce them. My chariot was a 1966 Willys Jeep three speed in the floor. For six months out of each of three consecutive years I drove pretty much anywhere locally. The other six months was the rainy season and nobody drove anything except a Unimog or a mule. Fast forward to age 16 - USA - TRAFFIC - INTERSTATES - at least it was Arkansas and not LOS ANGELES. :D 15º27'40.85" S 60º53'51.91" W fullsizeoutput_c61.jpeg
 
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First was my late mother's '61 Impala. I remember the day we got it, we drove to the local dealer and watched them unload it off the carrier. White with a light blue stripe, 283 4 barrel, auto and air (first car we owned with A/C). The dealership was so small they could only keep a few cars on the lot and one or two in the showroom. My late dad ordered every car we owned from that dealer (including my 1969 Olds Cutlass) until sometime in the mid 70's.

The dealership had sold REO Speedwagon's around the turn of the 20th century and sold horse and buggy's prior to that. They closed their doors sometime in the late 80's due to competition with the dealers that had acres of cars.
 
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