carbparts.com A Hole

[squish]

Guy treated my like crap because I only needed three jets. Hope his buisness goes under. Just went to the stealership and bought them.

[Phelps]

funny i called them for just 2 little float needles and was very polite.... i wouldnt be so quick to say it was because of a small order. after all selling small carb parts is their business. i could say they were rude because you wanted your parts and you wanted them yesterday, but than i would be just like you and jumping to conclusions. ever think the guy is just having a bad day? maybe his best friend is fucking his wife, or maybe he gets paid 8 dollars a hr to deal with ppl all day.

 

 

either way i had good luck with them and shipping was fast.

[SAVAGE420]

They have always been great to me as well.

[SandmanPNW]

They have always been great to me as well.

 

Me too as well

[Starwriter]

Upon arriving home, a husband was met at the door by his sobbing wife. Tearfully, she explained, "It is the druggist. He insulted me terribly this morning on the phone. I had to phone multiple times before he would even answer the phone."

 

Immediately, the husband drove downtown to confront the druggist and demand an apology.

 

Before he could say more than a word or two, the druggist told him, "Now, just a minute, listen to my

side of it.

 

I was up late last night getting Prescriptions filled etc., getting ready for today.

This morning the alarm failed to go off, so I over slept. I went without breakfast and hurried out to the car, just to realize I had locked the house with both house and car keys inside and had to break a window to get my keys.

 

Then, driving a little too fast, I got a speeding ticket.

 

Later, when I was about three blocks from the store, I had a flat tire.

 

When I finally got to the store, a bunch of people were waiting for me to open up. I got the store opened and started waiting on these people, and all the time the darn phone was ringing off the hook.

 

"Then I had to break a roll of nickels against the cash register drawer to make change, and they spilled all over the floor. I had to get down on my hands and knees to pick up the nickels and the phone was still ringing.

 

When I came up I cracked my head on the open cash drawer, which made me stagger back against a showcase with a bunch of perfume bottles on it. Half of them hit the floor and broke.

 

Meanwhile, the phone was still ringing with no let up, and I finally got back to answer it. It was your wife.

 

She wanted to know how to use a rectal thermometer.

 

"And believe me mister, as God is my witness, all I did was tell her."

[camatv]

thats a good one..

 

 

i hate calling places to order lil ity bitty 2 dollar stuff. the shipping is more than the parts cost most times.

[J-Madd]

Me too as well

 

X3. I just got in 4 jets today from them.

[NYUK]

Upon arriving home, a husband was met at the door by his sobbing wife. Tearfully, she explained, "It is the druggist. He insulted me terribly this morning on the phone. I had to phone multiple times before he would even answer the phone."

 

Immediately, the husband drove downtown to confront the druggist and demand an apology.

 

Before he could say more than a word or two, the druggist told him, "Now, just a minute, listen to my

side of it.

 

I was up late last night getting Prescriptions filled etc., getting ready for today.

This morning the alarm failed to go off, so I over slept. I went without breakfast and hurried out to the car, just to realize I had locked the house with both house and car keys inside and had to break a window to get my keys.

 

Then, driving a little too fast, I got a speeding ticket.

 

Later, when I was about three blocks from the store, I had a flat tire.

 

When I finally got to the store, a bunch of people were waiting for me to open up. I got the store opened and started waiting on these people, and all the time the darn phone was ringing off the hook.

 

"Then I had to break a roll of nickels against the cash register drawer to make change, and they spilled all over the floor. I had to get down on my hands and knees to pick up the nickels and the phone was still ringing.

 

When I came up I cracked my head on the open cash drawer, which made me stagger back against a showcase with a bunch of perfume bottles on it. Half of them hit the floor and broke.

 

Meanwhile, the phone was still ringing with no let up, and I finally got back to answer it. It was your wife.

 

She wanted to know how to use a rectal thermometer.

 

"And believe me mister, as God is my witness, all I did was tell her."

 

 

know the difference between an oral and a rectal?

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

THE TASTE!