bubs
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I was just BS ing with a buddy and we got on the topic of projects we've started in the garage that have gone downhill after a "few" drinks and projects that seemed to be a great idea to start after way too many drinks.
A buddy and I decided to install a new plow I had bought for my quad. So we being the diligant craftsmen we are pour ourselves a couple Gibbies and start opening boxes. Once the all boxes have been opened, parts layed out nice and neat, instructions read(briefly at best, because we are "real men" we don't need no stinking instructions) and a few more drinks poured we decide that I'll crawl underneath the bike and he can pass me parts and tools.
After I got all the factory skid plates off he passed me the mounting plate for the plow and told me which way it needed to face... the opposite way I thought I had seen it in the diagram, and insisted when I asked that he was not an idiot and he can read a picture diagram. But I though oh well, he's the one looking at the diagram he must know what he is talking about. Well after a half hour of trying to reposition the plate so that the U-bolts would go over the frame and drop into the plate he got a phone call and I was getting very thirsty for some Gibbies so I skidded out and made another drink. I thought maybe I'll take a better look at these dam instructions and see if I got the wrong plate...No I had the right plate and should've known all along that he was maybe not the best choice to be dictating instructions to me at this point in time.
By the time he was done his phone call and I had finished my drink and calmed down about his lack lustre performance as shop help he got a good razzing and we both had a laugh.
Another doomed project of my garage started out as "performance" upgrades to a friends pocket bike. After many Gibbies we decided we better get work on this thing or we would be unable to finish at the rate we were going.
The plan was to install a boost bottle on this thing by drilling into the intake manifold and running a line into the boost bottle from the hole. Well if you have ever had to do anything to these dam pocket bikes you know how big the parts are and how much space you have to work with. Me having very little patience for these things combined with multiple Gibbies made for interesting adjectives describing the manufacturer of said pocket bike.
We finally got the intake manifold off had a few sips of whiskey and consulted the trusty instructions which told us nothing except what size bit to use. My friend had gotten the idea for this upgrade from someone who had installed it on their bike and he loosely remembered what had been discussed about the installation...Another drink and away we go, drilled the hole and the bit seemed to big for the manifold but oh well the instructions said use this size. We installed the brass fitting for the hose to attach to and began reassembly. Once the manifold was back on the bike there was no room for the fitting and hose without crimping the hose off...so we made a drink and considered our options. It was decided that we would trim the fitting down, see if that gave us the room we would need. Big shocker it did not. Time for another drink and reconsider our options, in the process of making his drink the guy knocked the boost bottle off the bench onto the floor and the end of it broke off( made of PVC pipe ) Well that took care of the plan reconsiderations, so we decided over another drink that we would scrap the performance upgrades for the night and BS and drink in the garage.
A while later and a little deeper into the Gibbies bottle I decided that I was not gonna let this bike leave my garage with nothing accomplished. I thought if I can't make it go faster lets make it sound cooler...so we decided to pull the packing out of the muffler and let it breath a little better. Well it can breath now...man is it loud.
These are just some of the stories accumulated over a bottle of Gibbies with some good friends and playing in the garage.
Now let's hear yours.
A buddy and I decided to install a new plow I had bought for my quad. So we being the diligant craftsmen we are pour ourselves a couple Gibbies and start opening boxes. Once the all boxes have been opened, parts layed out nice and neat, instructions read(briefly at best, because we are "real men" we don't need no stinking instructions) and a few more drinks poured we decide that I'll crawl underneath the bike and he can pass me parts and tools.
After I got all the factory skid plates off he passed me the mounting plate for the plow and told me which way it needed to face... the opposite way I thought I had seen it in the diagram, and insisted when I asked that he was not an idiot and he can read a picture diagram. But I though oh well, he's the one looking at the diagram he must know what he is talking about. Well after a half hour of trying to reposition the plate so that the U-bolts would go over the frame and drop into the plate he got a phone call and I was getting very thirsty for some Gibbies so I skidded out and made another drink. I thought maybe I'll take a better look at these dam instructions and see if I got the wrong plate...No I had the right plate and should've known all along that he was maybe not the best choice to be dictating instructions to me at this point in time.
By the time he was done his phone call and I had finished my drink and calmed down about his lack lustre performance as shop help he got a good razzing and we both had a laugh.
Another doomed project of my garage started out as "performance" upgrades to a friends pocket bike. After many Gibbies we decided we better get work on this thing or we would be unable to finish at the rate we were going.
The plan was to install a boost bottle on this thing by drilling into the intake manifold and running a line into the boost bottle from the hole. Well if you have ever had to do anything to these dam pocket bikes you know how big the parts are and how much space you have to work with. Me having very little patience for these things combined with multiple Gibbies made for interesting adjectives describing the manufacturer of said pocket bike.
We finally got the intake manifold off had a few sips of whiskey and consulted the trusty instructions which told us nothing except what size bit to use. My friend had gotten the idea for this upgrade from someone who had installed it on their bike and he loosely remembered what had been discussed about the installation...Another drink and away we go, drilled the hole and the bit seemed to big for the manifold but oh well the instructions said use this size. We installed the brass fitting for the hose to attach to and began reassembly. Once the manifold was back on the bike there was no room for the fitting and hose without crimping the hose off...so we made a drink and considered our options. It was decided that we would trim the fitting down, see if that gave us the room we would need. Big shocker it did not. Time for another drink and reconsider our options, in the process of making his drink the guy knocked the boost bottle off the bench onto the floor and the end of it broke off( made of PVC pipe ) Well that took care of the plan reconsiderations, so we decided over another drink that we would scrap the performance upgrades for the night and BS and drink in the garage.
A while later and a little deeper into the Gibbies bottle I decided that I was not gonna let this bike leave my garage with nothing accomplished. I thought if I can't make it go faster lets make it sound cooler...so we decided to pull the packing out of the muffler and let it breath a little better. Well it can breath now...man is it loud.
These are just some of the stories accumulated over a bottle of Gibbies with some good friends and playing in the garage.
Now let's hear yours.
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