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Princess Valiant

Princess Valiant

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**** is nasty. Kinda menthol in a very odd way. Keeps the sinuses open but with that very odd taste.

When you're checking for a restricted fuel line, use an air chuck, don't blow into the line because gas will come back at you with velocity and go straight to the back of your mouth. You don't produce enough air pressure to clear the restriction so just don't do it.

Quit being lazy and in a hurry and charge up the compressor and use an air chuck.

Gas coming back at you and running down your shirt is not actually all that great because you'll smell like and taste gas all day.
 
Princess Valiant said:
**** is nasty. Kinda menthol in a very odd way. Keeps the sinuses open but with that very odd taste.

When you're checking for a restricted fuel line, use an air chuck, don't blow into the line because gas will come back at you with velocity and go straight to the back of your mouth. You don't produce enough air pressure to clear the restriction so just don't do it.

Quit being lazy and in a hurry and charge up the compressor and use an air chuck.

Gas coming back at you and running down your shirt is not actually all that great because you'll smell like and taste gas all day.
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Yeah it burns skin real bad, too. Especially us read headed fair skinned guys.
 
Burns like hell in the eyes I know that! I was putting new gas lines in my ram and thought I had the system drained when I cut thru the hard line to remove the old I got a good pressurized squirt in the face. Just another reason I hate work off my back.
 
I had an S-10 blazer on a lift, probably around 04/05 or so. I was removing the gas tank. As you may know, fuel pumps like to wait until you top off the tank to **** the bed. Well I got it loose at the filler neck, pulled back on the tank and a deluge of gasoline quickly invaded my everything. Gross gross gross. It burns us!!!!!
 
Princess Valiant said:
**** is nasty. Kinda menthol in a very odd way. Keeps the sinuses open but with that very odd taste.

When you're checking for a restricted fuel line, use an air chuck, don't blow into the line because gas will come back at you with velocity and go straight to the back of your mouth. You don't produce enough air pressure to clear the restriction so just don't do it.

Quit being lazy and in a hurry and charge up the compressor and use an air chuck.

Gas coming back at you and running down your shirt is not actually all that great because you'll smell like and taste gas all day.
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lol , I was stealing gas out of my dads tractor once , and even swallowed some , tonsuls flaired up so bad , the doc. said they`d have to get better to take them out . After I they went back to normal , we forgot about them. Was 40ish yrs later , they were removed in a sleep apnea operation .
''morel of the story , dont drink gasoline'' .
 
dartfreak75 said:
Burns like hell in the eyes I know that! I was putting new gas lines in my ram and thought I had the system drained when I cut thru the hard line to remove the old I got a good pressurized squirt in the face. Just another reason I hate work off my back.
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you ought to try battery acid out of a b-52 24 volt battery !
 
bob mCcarty said:
you ought to try battery acid out of a b-52 24 volt battery !
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Oooh oh hell no! That sounds terrible! Did it cause any permanent damage? I spilt some battery acid out of one of the four wheeler batteries that you have to fill up yourself on my hands one time and that was miserable I couldn't imagine that in the face!
 
dartfreak75 said:
Oooh oh hell no! That sounds terrible! Did it cause any permanent damage? I spilt some battery acid out of one of the four wheeler batteries that you have to fill up yourself on my hands one time and that was miserable I couldn't imagine that in the face!
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It was a *****, long story short , the batteries were propped up against each other , '' tiangle'' so they wouldnt be setting flat on the concrete , I went to pick them up , and a b-52 next to it ran its engines up to about 95% , when I leaned over to pick them up , one fell from the vibration, and had caps missing , shot straight up into my face . No one believed thats what happend , butt the crew chief on the next aircraft saw it . It was during an ORI inspection , and I tore the fences down getting to the hospital , was quite a deal over it , they diednt prop the batteries up agaisnt each other like that anymore , set them on a pallet from then on , probly still do !
 
Gas is not part of our reccomended diet. Fumes are bad enough. Too many stores to tell. So just one.
Replacing a fuel filter in some kind of import, and its tucked in behind engine on firewall. Old school incandescent trouble light and weged in with no room to work. Pull hose off,and it starts pouring,right onto bulb, which pops. And due to location, my arm is sort of caught and im in full panic mode,lamp filament smoking,gas all over my arm and im expecing it to burst into flames. Grabbed cord and yanked it to unplug it. Scary moment. I try to avoid gas spills, pump out tanks before removing them,and use a regulator and keep pressure low when blowing out lines.
Play safe.

And i had a battery explode in my car years ago.
And i got battery acid in my face while filling one from a bulk carton.
Most of the stuff we use in our cars is dangerous and toxic.
 
When I was a kid my dad car pooled to work out of town left the car home.
Mom didn’t drive I wasn’t old enough to. we lived in the country not close to a gas station. I needed to use the lawn mower the can was empty so I siphoned some out of the car.
I got a mouth full. If you think the gas now is tasty the premium non-ethanol is much tastier. NOT!!!
 
Right up there with rust particles in the eye.

...but it builds character.
 
Sublime one said:
....We call it an “Oklahoma credit card”
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Lol, They were a hot item in the mid to late '70s during the fuel "shortage".
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It hearkens me back to the days of being a broke kid and siphoning gas out of parked school busses in the middle of the night....
 
What some women will do for attention. I guess wearing daisy dukes while standing on the side of the road doesn't work anymore.:poke:
 
Blind Squirrel said:
Yeah, don't tug on superman's cape, don't spit in to the wind, don't pull the mask off an old lone ranger, and don't vote democrat. (I made the last part up)
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It sure sounds good, though. lol
 
ANOTHER annoying story from the old days

"When I was a kid" maybe 14 I needed gas for the lawn mower. The "usual cans" in the garage were empty so I decided to siphon some out of the '60 Ponch. No see-through hose of course and NO way we had a nice safe siphon pump. Bear in mind I am not "new" to siphoning gas. But the siphon gods were angry that day, and I got a big bunch in my mouth, and before I could stop the microsecond reflex, I'd swallowed it--a good big mouthful. I felt sick the rest of the day, I remember that.

That of course was back in the days of leaded. "High test" leaded.
 
Blind Squirrel said: ↑
Yeah, don't tug on superman's cape, don't spit in to the wind, don't pull the mask off an old lone ranger, and don't mote hemaroidcrat. (I made the last part up)

RustyRatRod said:
It sure sounds good, though. lol
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Ooppss!! I got censured. I didn't pay attention to the category this was posted in. My apologies. It's actually lines from a Jim Croce song "You don't mess around with Jim"
 
YEP ! ..late teens, no cash, driving for a music store doing deliveries on the side. Hit the tank with a hose to get a couple gallons, the first hit brought the gas most of the way up (without this idiot knowing ) second hit got me good, swallowed some expensive gas. Burped gas fumes for a couple days and felt like ****. Girlfriend wouldn't get to close to me when I was looking for a kiss :( OR lighting a cigarette. :eek:
 
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