Earlycat Report post Posted February 21, 2012 Just had some fun with Ninja mod name changes Aye, that makes sense now. Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
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RyanB Report post Posted February 22, 2012 ^^ That is a cool story. Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
UFxi Report post Posted February 23, 2012 ^ ^ ^ +1 on that Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
AccidentalChef Report post Posted February 23, 2012 ^^ That is a cool story. Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
rmtn Report post Posted March 1, 2012 Happy chaps Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
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Robster Craws Report post Posted March 8, 2012 A story I read that someone shared on another website: Just about every time I see someone I stop. I kind of got out of the habit in the last couple of years, moved to a big city and all that, my girlfriend wasn't too stoked on the practice. Then some shit happened to me that changed me and I am back to offering rides habitually. If you would indulge me, it is long story and has almost nothing to do with hitch hiking other than happening on a road. This past year I have had 3 instances of car trouble. A blow out on a freeway, a bunch of blown fuses and an out of gas situation. All of them were while driving other people's cars which, for some reason, makes it worse on an emotional level. It makes it worse on a practical level as well, what with the fact that I carry things like a jack and extra fuses in my car, and know enough not to park, facing downhill, on a steep incline with less than a gallon of fuel. Anyway, each of these times this shit happened I was DISGUSTED with how people would not bother to help me. I spent hours on the side of the freeway waiting, watching roadside assistance vehicles blow past me, for AAA to show. The 4 gas stations I asked for a gas can at told me that they couldn't loan them out "for my safety" but I could buy a really shitty 1-gallon one with no cap for $15. It was enough, each time, to make you say shit like "this country is going to hell in a handbasket." But you know who came to my rescue all three times? Immigrants. Mexican immigrants. None of them spoke a lick of the language. But one of those dudes had a profound affect on me. He was the guy that stopped to help me with a blow out with his whole family of 6 in tow. I was on the side of the road for close to 4 hours. Big jeep, blown rear tire, had a spare but no jack. I had signs in the windows of the car, big signs that said NEED A JACK and offered money. No dice. Right as I am about to give up and just hitch out there a van pulls over and dude bounds out. He sizes the situation up and calls for his youngest daughter who speaks english. He conveys through her that he has a jack but it is too small for the Jeep so we will need to brace it. He produces a saw from the van and cuts a log out of a downed tree on the side of the road. We rolled it over, put his jack on top, and bam, in business. I start taking the wheel off and, if you can believe it, I broke his tire iron. It was one of those collapsible ones and I wasn't careful and I snapped the head I needed clean off. fcuk. No worries, he runs to the van, gives it to his wife and she is gone in a flash, down the road to buy a tire iron. She is back in 15 minutes, we finish the job with a little sweat and cussing (stupid log was starting to give), and I am a very happy man. We are both filthy and sweaty. The wife produces a large water jug for us to wash our hands in. I tried to put a 20 in the man's hand but he wouldn't take it so I instead gave it to his wife as quietly as I could. I thanked them up one side and down the other. I asked the little girl where they lived, thinking maybe I could send them a gift for being so awesome. She says they live in Mexico. They are here so mommy and daddy can pick peaches for the next few weeks. After that they are going to pick cherries then go back home. She asks if I have had lunch and when I told her no she gave me a tamale from their cooler, the best fcuking tamale I have ever had. So, to clarify, a family that is undoubtedly poorer than you, me, and just about everyone else on that stretch of road, working on a seasonal basis where time is money, took an hour or two out of their day to help some strange dude on the side of the road when people in tow trucks were just passing me by. Wow... But we aren't done yet. I thank them again and walk back to my car and open the foil on the tamale cause I am starving at this point and what do I find inside? My fcuking $20 bill! I whirl around and run up to the van and the guy rolls his window down. He sees the $20 in my hand and just shaking his head no like he won't take it. All I can think to say is "Por Favor, Por Favor, Por Favor" with my hands out. Dude just smiles, shakes his head and, with what looked like great concentration, tried his hardest to speak to me in English: "Today you.... tomorrow me." Rolled up his window, drove away, his daughter waving to me in the rear view. I sat in my car eating the best fcuking tamale of all time and I just cried. Like a little girl. It has been a rough year and nothing has broke my way. This was so out of left field I just couldn't deal. In the 5 months since I have changed a couple of tires, given a few rides to gas stations and, once, went 50 miles out of my way to get a girl to an airport. I won't accept money. Every time I tell them the same thing when we are through: "Today you.... tomorrow me." tl;dr: long rambling story about how the kindness of strangers, particularly folks from south of the border, forced me to be more helpful on the road and in life in general. I am sure it won't be as meaningful to anyone else but it was seriously the highlight of my 2010. Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
RHershey Report post Posted March 9, 2012 A story I read that someone shared on another website: Just about every time I see someone I stop. I kind of got out of the habit in the last couple of years, moved to a big city and all that, my girlfriend wasn't too stoked on the practice. Then some shit happened to me that changed me and I am back to offering rides habitually. If you would indulge me, it is long story and has almost nothing to do with hitch hiking other than happening on a road. This past year I have had 3 instances of car trouble. A blow out on a freeway, a bunch of blown fuses and an out of gas situation. All of them were while driving other people's cars which, for some reason, makes it worse on an emotional level. It makes it worse on a practical level as well, what with the fact that I carry things like a jack and extra fuses in my car, and know enough not to park, facing downhill, on a steep incline with less than a gallon of fuel. Anyway, each of these times this shit happened I was DISGUSTED with how people would not bother to help me. I spent hours on the side of the freeway waiting, watching roadside assistance vehicles blow past me, for AAA to show. The 4 gas stations I asked for a gas can at told me that they couldn't loan them out "for my safety" but I could buy a really shitty 1-gallon one with no cap for $15. It was enough, each time, to make you say shit like "this country is going to hell in a handbasket." But you know who came to my rescue all three times? Immigrants. Mexican immigrants. None of them spoke a lick of the language. But one of those dudes had a profound affect on me. He was the guy that stopped to help me with a blow out with his whole family of 6 in tow. I was on the side of the road for close to 4 hours. Big jeep, blown rear tire, had a spare but no jack. I had signs in the windows of the car, big signs that said NEED A JACK and offered money. No dice. Right as I am about to give up and just hitch out there a van pulls over and dude bounds out. He sizes the situation up and calls for his youngest daughter who speaks english. He conveys through her that he has a jack but it is too small for the Jeep so we will need to brace it. He produces a saw from the van and cuts a log out of a downed tree on the side of the road. We rolled it over, put his jack on top, and bam, in business. I start taking the wheel off and, if you can believe it, I broke his tire iron. It was one of those collapsible ones and I wasn't careful and I snapped the head I needed clean off. fcuk. No worries, he runs to the van, gives it to his wife and she is gone in a flash, down the road to buy a tire iron. She is back in 15 minutes, we finish the job with a little sweat and cussing (stupid log was starting to give), and I am a very happy man. We are both filthy and sweaty. The wife produces a large water jug for us to wash our hands in. I tried to put a 20 in the man's hand but he wouldn't take it so I instead gave it to his wife as quietly as I could. I thanked them up one side and down the other. I asked the little girl where they lived, thinking maybe I could send them a gift for being so awesome. She says they live in Mexico. They are here so mommy and daddy can pick peaches for the next few weeks. After that they are going to pick cherries then go back home. She asks if I have had lunch and when I told her no she gave me a tamale from their cooler, the best fcuking tamale I have ever had. So, to clarify, a family that is undoubtedly poorer than you, me, and just about everyone else on that stretch of road, working on a seasonal basis where time is money, took an hour or two out of their day to help some strange dude on the side of the road when people in tow trucks were just passing me by. Wow... But we aren't done yet. I thank them again and walk back to my car and open the foil on the tamale cause I am starving at this point and what do I find inside? My fcuking $20 bill! I whirl around and run up to the van and the guy rolls his window down. He sees the $20 in my hand and just shaking his head no like he won't take it. All I can think to say is "Por Favor, Por Favor, Por Favor" with my hands out. Dude just smiles, shakes his head and, with what looked like great concentration, tried his hardest to speak to me in English: "Today you.... tomorrow me." Rolled up his window, drove away, his daughter waving to me in the rear view. I sat in my car eating the best fcuking tamale of all time and I just cried. Like a little girl. It has been a rough year and nothing has broke my way. This was so out of left field I just couldn't deal. In the 5 months since I have changed a couple of tires, given a few rides to gas stations and, once, went 50 miles out of my way to get a girl to an airport. I won't accept money. Every time I tell them the same thing when we are through: "Today you.... tomorrow me." tl;dr: long rambling story about how the kindness of strangers, particularly folks from south of the border, forced me to be more helpful on the road and in life in general. I am sure it won't be as meaningful to anyone else but it was seriously the highlight of my 2010. Way to go!!!!!!!!!! One act of kindness is worth how much, a whole lot when you are having a bad day. Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Robster Craws Report post Posted March 14, 2012 Father of the century Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Destructo Report post Posted March 14, 2012 Awesome video Rob! Thanks for posting Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
RyanB Report post Posted March 14, 2012 People like that are amazing. The sacrifice that this father makes for his son is truely inspirational. It put something back in humanity that so many people take away on a regular basis. Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
LyinFapper Report post Posted March 14, 2012 Rob thanks for posting, unbelievable father. One can only hope to be a dad with that much love for his kids. Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
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Kerplop Report post Posted March 15, 2012 Gotta love the look on his face when he's playing a piano as a kid and then at the end of the video. Music is something people from any part of the world, any culture and feeling can appreciate. It is truly beautiful. What a kick ass dad, too! Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Robster Craws Report post Posted March 15, 2012 Gotta love the look on his face when he's playing a piano as a kid and then at the end of the video. Music is something people from any part of the world, any culture and feeling can appreciate. It is truly beautiful. What a kick ass dad, too! Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Jpegs13 Report post Posted March 15, 2012 Unbelievable sacrifice. Dad is giving up things so his son can experience life to the fullest. One of the most selfless acts I can imagine.... Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Robster Craws Report post Posted March 17, 2012 Brave fourth grader tries a ski jump for the first time Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
KING-640 Report post Posted March 17, 2012 WOW, Rob thanks for that video, what a great dad and son combo! Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Kerplop Report post Posted March 24, 2012 One of my wife's friends sent this to her and she posted it on her facebook. Hilarious video, worth sharing. Kids do the funniest stuff sometimes. Hope my kids are this badass someday when I have my own. Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
escobar Report post Posted March 24, 2012 Such innocence. I LOVE his reaction at 0:52 Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Nath4N Report post Posted March 24, 2012 it's in polish so you will not really understand what he says, but that little guy recognizes ALL the road signs correctly it's really cute how he can't say some of the words properly. Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Jpegs13 Report post Posted March 28, 2012 Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Robster Craws Report post Posted March 29, 2012 Great job guys. Heres the Batman guy in the Lamborghini and it turns out there is more to the story. "Robinson is known as Batman to children he visits in area hospitals to try to brighten their spirits. "These visits provide an immediate boost for these kids," said Jeffrey Dome, the oncology division chief at Children’s National Medical Center. “Some of these children have to stay for weeks or months at a time. That wears down the children and it wears down the family. You have to keep up morale. A visit from a superhero is sort of like a fantasy in the middle of all this hard-core therapy.” http://www.washingtonpost.com/blogs/rosenw...nPjgS_blog.html Lots of pics http://www.washingtonpost.com/local/batman...ry.html#photo=1 Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
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