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My Chrysler Town & Country is no different. In 5x over 7 years, including a complete re-build at 35,000 that really helped some but never runs like new. Harsh down shifting is the issue

 

My son is a tech at a GM dealership. For Trailblazers he does a ton of head gaskets and bearing hubs weekly. Advised me to stay away whne I wanted one

What year?

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Dude. You're preaching to the cryer. I long for the days where you could beat children to an ever loving pulp without some sniveling social worker breathing down your neck. Kids aren't so mouthy after they've been punched in the larynx a few dozen times.

 

Nowadays if I even look crosseyed at my hamster, my doorbell is ringing. Granted, most hamsters can't call the authorities, but the fact they would even come to the house irks me to no end.

 

Really?? My dad would get beat by his father... You know what my dad did when he was 8? He ran away... Hopped a freight from BFLO and ended up in Rochester... The police called his father to come pick him up. My grandfather was not exactly happy... He had to take a day off work (and get a ride out there... He did not drive). He mumbled under his breath to my father: "Wait till I get you home you little bastard!" The cop heard him and told my father: "He touches you, you run right back here to me." My grandfather never laid a hand on my father again.

 

You know year that was: 1944.

 

Good thing there weren't any sniveling social workers, just cops that would take action.

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Really?? My dad would get beat by his father... You know what my dad did when he was 8? He ran away... Hopped a freight from BFLO and ended up in Rochester... The police called his father to come pick him up. My grandfather was not exactly happy... He had to take a day off work (and get a ride out there... He did not drive). He mumbled under his breath to my father: "Wait till I get you home you little bastard!" The cop heard him and told my father: "He touches you, you run right back here to me." My grandfather never laid a hand on my father again.

 

You know year that was: 1944.

 

Good thing there weren't any sniveling social workers, just cops that would take action.

 

 

 

 

Cincy is your grandfather?

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