Stupid has a price

[Bobw]

Borrowed from another forum, you really need to know Sean to fully appreciate.

''Stupid has a price and I'm paying it.
Once upon a time I bought a Dodge against everyone's advise. It was a train wreck.
Years later I bought another one. I really liked it. Rides great. Easy in and out when my back is doing its thing. Hauls alot of stuff. Winter traction is pretty good with the front drive. I'm a 4x4 guy but can honestly say that front drive van was FANTASTIC in the snow. I was pretty darn happy with it from the inside. First time I've ever had a AC and that was sure nice.

The outside was a whole different kettle of fish. At 50K she literally just started falling apart. Just constant little things. 500 here. 500 there. Thing would just not stay running proper.

Then the tranny started acting out. Lotta money changed hands band aiding it but in the end she's toast and I'm sick of fighting it.

Once?? It happens.

Twice?? Pretty stupid of me but second chances are a thing right??

Three times?? If I do it again and if anybody loves me they will shoot me on the spot.

Pick up my new 2018 Mitshu Outlander today. Of coarse the terms are such that I'll be eating crackhead soup from now on but I'm actually ok with that. ''

Shoot me on the spot, crackhead soup. Lmao.

 

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First car I owned (co-owned actually) was a 1963 Plymouth. It was almost 20 years old at the time and a total rust bucket. Got voted second ugliest car in the dorm parking lots. But it had a Slant 6 engine and those just never seemed to quit, even though it was burning more oil than gasoline. Also had a friend who had a 1965 Dodge with a Slant 6 that he tried to kill by beating on it driving crazy in a field while it was out of oil, but it just wouldn't die - all it did was run out of gas.

About ten years later my sister said she was looking for her first new car. She liked the 1984 Plymouth Turismo, although the main reason she bought it was because her best friend's husband was the salesman. What a piece of junk! It literally spent more time in the shop than on the road. Plymouth mechanics would take it for test drives to prove they'd fixed it, only to have to call for a wrecker because it stranded them. Good thing she'd bought the extended warranty (although she had to fight the dealer to get it to honor that warranty). She traded it for a Ford Escort before that warranty expired.

Sad that up through the mid-1970s most Chrysler products were considered almost bulletproof... then they became the least reliable America cars (and maintain that reputation today).