Recent Purchases

[Bammer]

$377 at Costco

And how many free samples?

we did not partake in any samples..

Did you buy booze?

that was most of the $377...costco booze is not a deal in Washington state

Did you buy any of that special Costco-blend bourbon bammer’s always going on about?

Evidence?

[Bammer]

I have a feeling I’m going to regret this

[bodysnatcher]

Thinking of getting a new 3-wood

[Monkey_Driven]

Thinking of getting a new 3-wood

I think you need it

[bodysnatcher]

Thinking of getting a new 3-wood

I think you need it

Ok I’m sold

[doug rr]

Thinking of getting a new 3-wood

I think you need it

Ok I’m sold

I haven't put my 3 wood in the bag in probably 5 years

[Higgs]

3 Woods the only wood I use. Can't hit my driver consistently at all.

[Ello Sailor]

Kinda want to buy an Audi but I think I'll be smart and buy a boring ass Toyota.

Why can't European cars be more reliable?

[Higgs]

I LOOOOVE my Landrover but wouldn't buy another one these days. Has to be in warranty and the prices are just crazy.

Think I'm going a Prado next.

[tragabigzanda]

There is a wolf in me . . . fangs pointed for tearing gashes . . . a red tongue for raw meat . . . and the hot lapping of blood—I keep this wolf because the wilderness gave it to me and the wilderness will not let it go.

There is a fox in me . . . a silver-gray fox . . . I sniff and guess . . . I pick things out of the wind and air . . . I nose in the dark night and take sleepers and eat them and hide the feathers . . . I circle and loop and double-cross.

There is a hog in me . . . a snout and a belly . . . a machinery for eating and grunting . . . a machinery for sleeping satisfied in the sun—I got this too from the wilderness and the wilderness will not let it go.

There is a fish in me . . . I know I came from salt-blue water-gates . . . I scurried with shoals of herring . . . I blew waterspouts with porpoises . . . before land was . . . before the water went down . . . before Noah . . . before the first chapter of Genesis.

There is a baboon in me . . . clambering-clawed . . . dog-faced . . . yawping a galoot's hunger . . . hairy under the armpits . . . here are the hawk-eyed hankering men . . . here are the blonde and blue-eyed women . . . here they hide curled asleep waiting . . . ready to snarl and kill . . . ready to sing and give milk . . . waiting—I keep the baboon because the wilderness says so.

There is an eagle in me and a mockingbird . . . and the eagle flies among the Rocky Mountains of my dreams and fights among the Sierra crags of what I want . . . and the mockingbird warbles in the early forenoon before the dew is gone, warbles in the underbrush of my Chattanoogas of hope, gushes over the blue Ozark foothills of my wishes—And I got the eagle and the mockingbird from the wilderness.

O, I got a zoo, I got a menagerie, inside my ribs, under my bony head, under my red-valve heart—and I got something else: it is a man-child heart, a woman-child heart: it is a father and mother and lover: it came from God-Knows-Where: it is going to God-Knows-Where—For I am the keeper of the zoo: I say yes and no: I sing and kill and work: I am a pal of the world: I came from the wilderness.

[tragabigzanda]

There is a wolf in me . . . fangs pointed for tearing gashes . . . a red tongue for raw meat . . . and the hot lapping of blood—I keep this wolf because the wilderness gave it to me and the wilderness will not let it go.

There is a fox in me . . . a silver-gray fox . . . I sniff and guess . . . I pick things out of the wind and air . . . I nose in the dark night and take sleepers and eat them and hide the feathers . . . I circle and loop and double-cross.

There is a hog in me . . . a snout and a belly . . . a machinery for eating and grunting . . . a machinery for sleeping satisfied in the sun—I got this too from the wilderness and the wilderness will not let it go.

There is a fish in me . . . I know I came from salt-blue water-gates . . . I scurried with shoals of herring . . . I blew waterspouts with porpoises . . . before land was . . . before the water went down . . . before Noah . . . before the first chapter of Genesis.

There is a baboon in me . . . clambering-clawed . . . dog-faced . . . yawping a galoot's hunger . . . hairy under the armpits . . . here are the hawk-eyed hankering men . . . here are the blonde and blue-eyed women . . . here they hide curled asleep waiting . . . ready to snarl and kill . . . ready to sing and give milk . . . waiting—I keep the baboon because the wilderness says so.

There is an eagle in me and a mockingbird . . . and the eagle flies among the Rocky Mountains of my dreams and fights among the Sierra crags of what I want . . . and the mockingbird warbles in the early forenoon before the dew is gone, warbles in the underbrush of my Chattanoogas of hope, gushes over the blue Ozark foothills of my wishes—And I got the eagle and the mockingbird from the wilderness.

O, I got a zoo, I got a menagerie, inside my ribs, under my bony head, under my red-valve heart—and I got something else: it is a man-child heart, a woman-child heart: it is a father and mother and lover: it came from God-Knows-Where: it is going to God-Knows-Where—For I am the keeper of the zoo: I say yes and no: I sing and kill and work: I am a pal of the world: I came from the wilderness.

[Ello Sailor]

I LOOOOVE my Landrover but wouldn't buy another one these days. Has to be in warranty and the prices are just crazy.

Think I'm going a Prado next.

Yeah, nice. Prado isn't a bad shout. I'm not going to be covering as much distance as your crazy ass but being able to drive onto the beach would be a plus.

Maybe I'll just shave in a skullet and get an old Hilux or Surf.

[Rangi Guy]

Kinda want to buy an Audi but I think I'll be smart and buy a boring ass Toyota.

Why can't European cars be more reliable?

It's the servicing cost of a European car that'll keep you poor over here son

[Ello Sailor]

I thought that was the meth.

[Chris_H_2]

Our Q5 Sportback has been nothing but a lemon since we bought it a year ago. It’s been in the shop about 5-6 times. It’s a shame, as we loved our first Q5. My wife is ready to drive it over a bridge.

[tragabigzanda]

There is a wolf in me . . . fangs pointed for tearing gashes . . . a red tongue for raw meat . . . and the hot lapping of blood—I keep this wolf because the wilderness gave it to me and the wilderness will not let it go.

There is a fox in me . . . a silver-gray fox . . . I sniff and guess . . . I pick things out of the wind and air . . . I nose in the dark night and take sleepers and eat them and hide the feathers . . . I circle and loop and double-cross.

There is a hog in me . . . a snout and a belly . . . a machinery for eating and grunting . . . a machinery for sleeping satisfied in the sun—I got this too from the wilderness and the wilderness will not let it go.

There is a fish in me . . . I know I came from salt-blue water-gates . . . I scurried with shoals of herring . . . I blew waterspouts with porpoises . . . before land was . . . before the water went down . . . before Noah . . . before the first chapter of Genesis.

There is a baboon in me . . . clambering-clawed . . . dog-faced . . . yawping a galoot's hunger . . . hairy under the armpits . . . here are the hawk-eyed hankering men . . . here are the blonde and blue-eyed women . . . here they hide curled asleep waiting . . . ready to snarl and kill . . . ready to sing and give milk . . . waiting—I keep the baboon because the wilderness says so.

There is an eagle in me and a mockingbird . . . and the eagle flies among the Rocky Mountains of my dreams and fights among the Sierra crags of what I want . . . and the mockingbird warbles in the early forenoon before the dew is gone, warbles in the underbrush of my Chattanoogas of hope, gushes over the blue Ozark foothills of my wishes—And I got the eagle and the mockingbird from the wilderness.

O, I got a zoo, I got a menagerie, inside my ribs, under my bony head, under my red-valve heart—and I got something else: it is a man-child heart, a woman-child heart: it is a father and mother and lover: it came from God-Knows-Where: it is going to God-Knows-Where—For I am the keeper of the zoo: I say yes and no: I sing and kill and work: I am a pal of the world: I came from the wilderness.

[Higgs]

Never driven an Audi but my daughter's boyfriend has one and it seems pretty smooth. I knew Chris would be an Audi guy.

Agree on the maintenance cost issues of Euros though. Thankfully my bestest mate is a damn fine mechanic and I have a deal with him. I sort all his accounting, he sorts all my mechanics. I just pay for parts + 10%. So far its been great, but of course if I had a major issue we'd have to revisit the arrangement.

Toyotas are generally reliable as fuck and just keep on going. Toyota tax is a real thing though, but probably worth it for the long term running benefits.

[LetMeSleep]

Somehow the run of a single car family has been somewhat workable. Until now. Probably getting an old Subaru tomorrow.

[Higgs]

Somehow the run of a single car family has been somewhat workable. Until now. Probably getting an old Subaru tomorrow.

We have 2 Subarus here and they are both good cars. The son loves his WRX.

[Monkey_Driven]

Somehow the run of a single car family has been somewhat workable. Until now. Probably getting an old Subaru tomorrow.

Too many pick ups and drop offs to manage?