I'm not a Jeep guy :(

[Wabujitsu]

Innocence notwithstanding, how the hell did @Remorseless avoid the "boola-boola!"?

He, and others (including you Foster, myself, and others) were certainly contenders!

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[2nd 392]

Innocence notwithstanding, how the hell did @Remorseless avoid the "boola-boola!"?

Simple, miss this one ?

*in quiet hushed tones* ignore the crabs, I'm saving them

No “boola-boola” crabs man

 

[Terrymo]

Innocence notwithstanding, how the hell did @Remorseless avoid the "boola-boola!"?

Because if this is your reaction once you figure out what “boola-boola” means, it kind of ruins the plot

 

[THAW]

He, and others (including you Foster, myself, and others) were certainly contenders!

 

[Stanleee]

IFS?

Naw the guy probably wants to drive a Honda Ridge.

 

[ASSFROW]

Innocence notwithstanding, how the hell did @Remorseless avoid the "boola-boola!"?

Tribe member.

 

[Twisted10]

 

[Oilburner]

Just got back from a week-long trip, drove a new 4Runner the whole time. It was a the most boring thing I’ve driven in a long time, just a car with all the damned safety nannies. Probably right up the OP’s alley-

 

[Blues Fan 30]

I knew what I was buying, if you see what I posted I'm not complaing about the trim. If I did I would complain about lack of adaptive cruise, lane assist, 360 cameras, etc. I did not.,

Says a Wrangler is for a man who cant drive a real truck then complains about the Jeep not having all the nanny gear for people who cant drive.

 

[Red Rubi 22]

“I’m not a Jeep guy “
We know, apparently your wife is though.

 

[Remorseless]

Yep! More Jeep Girls FTW!

See, I agree, but also y'all gonna have to have an intervention for her - she's better than choosing someone who wants a Tahoe

 

[Remorseless]

Try making a little noise. Maybe move some. Don't make him do all the work...

 

[Remorseless]

This entire thread reminds me of an incident that three posters here were involved in - literally a life-and-death story (albeit a fictional one). Here’s that story.

@Terrymo (Terry), @yokramer (Kramer), and @reaperhwk (Reaper) were on safari in a very remote area of Africa. One day, they were surrounded and captured by a tribe. Things became very tense very quickly, as they were each tied tightly to their own pole buried deeply in the ground.

The chief, who spoke English, stepped forward to the first of the three men, Terry. The chief eyed him and said, “I give you two choices. Boola-boola or death!”

Terry, being the pragmatic and intellectual sort, wanted to live. He didn’t know what “boola-boola” was, but he sure knew what death was, so there must be a difference - even though there were worse things than death. But Terry had lived a very hard life, and was a survivor. With great trepidation, Terry unsurely replied, “Boola-boola. I will take boola-boola.”

The chief turned to his tribe and commanded them in a loud voice, raising one arm, “Boola-boola!”

The tribe swarmed forward and jumped on Terry, brutally and sloppily rump-wrangling him, all the while screaming “boola-boola” over and over again. A long 15 minutes later, they stepped back, sweaty, repositioning their groin cloths. Terry was slumped against the pole, his torn pants around his knees, covered in man-juice and sobbing, but happy to be alive.

The chief stepped to the second hapless man, Kramer. Kramer was trembling now, after watching the tribe enthusiastically “do their thing” with Terry. “I give you two choices. Boola-boola or death!”

Well, the remaining two men now knew what “boola-boola” was. But Terry was alive, he was untied, and he was being tended to by the women of the tribe. With tears in his eyes, Kramer meekly said, in a high-pitched voice, “I will take boola-boola too.”

The chief turned to the tribe, raised one arm, and said loudly, “Boola-boola!”

The scene repeated itself, madly humping native butts gleaming in the hot sun, Kramer squealing and crying, the tribesmen shouting “Boole-boola” over and over again. 15 minutes later, they were finished - but Kramer was still alive.

The chief stepped up to the third, very defiant man, Reaper. Reaper was a man’s man, very macho and authoritative, very sure of himself. He had lived a long, glorious life, a wealthy man in the twilight of his career, who, oddly enough, drove a Chevy Tahoe. He did not fear death, and there was NO WAY he would allow the tribe to have its way with him. He scowled into the chief’s face, spit on the ground, and growled “I take death!”

The chief was very surprised by this. This man was strong, sure of his convictions. The tribe had never encountered a man like Reaper before. The chief said to Reaper, with a puzzled look on his face, “Are you sure?”

Reaper looked him in the eye and said “Death. Bring it.”

The chief shrugged his shoulders, turned to his tribe, raised both arms and shouted “Death! By boola-boola!”

 

[Remorseless]

Terry, please know I had to include two innocent dudes in the story, in order to enhance the “impact on target.”

@Terry and @yokramer innocent?!?!

 

[Remorseless]

Do you crack them open a bit so the viscera oozes out a scent trail with the tides?

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