http://blog.cardomain.com/2008/12/17/heres-why-you-should-never-run-over-a-mattress/
Like this!

It might not be very applicable for chevelles but for guys who go offroading every now and again, look out!

Looks like a Bob o pedic ;)

I've often wondered that, now I know! :D

Are all those guys in the witness protection program,or what?

Are all those guys in the witness protection program,or what?

l:)

The last time that was posted I don't think they were in disquise!l:)

nice work = what a tard......

Answer to the title is NO...however as much as I love Chevelles and reading this thread I'll be sure to never let one sleep in the bed with me..:noway:

Looks more like the remains of a sheep and a barb wire fence.......:D

Answer to the title is NO...however as much as I love Chevelles and reading this thread I'll be sure to never let one sleep in the bed with me..:noway:

I have an El Camino, I can sleep in the bed of it :D

Thats been posted here several times. Still comical every time I see it.

My brother ran over a blanket on the interstate in his Grand National. It did the same thing...no steel in there, of course, but it still slowed him down a lot. I seem to remember it screwing up the trans seal, too.

I've never seen it, thanks for throwing it up there! :thumbsup:

Soooooooooooooo, where do you start to cut it loose?????????? :confused:

Years ago I ran over a deer that was just hit while I was driving a TransAm.What a mess that was.

I am almost ashamed to say that I know what that guy went through. I can personally vouch for his experience. A couple of years ago I was driving along and this plastic yellow police tape came wafting down the hiway and under my car. This was the same day I had JUST gotten my new flowmaster system installed complete with headers and all new pipes front to back. Anyhoo....this massive yellow tape makes its way under my car and after a couple of seconds I see it happily wafting its way out from under my car and down the hiway. No problem I say and keep going. After about an hour and a half I drive home and park in the driveway. As I get out of the car I notice this putrid burnt plastic smell eminating from under my car. I climb down to have a peek and then notice that most of that yellow tape had wrapped itself neatly around every exposed surface of my exhaust system and melted to its surface. There were globs of yellow plastic EVERYWHERE.

It took me over 10 hours and lots of swearing to remove it all with a wire brush and repaint my exhaust system.

I was not a happy camper.

I bet the homeless guy is PISSED!

Go out for cans and daily mad dog 20/20 and come back to no bed. Bummer.

I bet the homeless guy is PISSED!

Go out for cans and daily mad dog 20/20 and come back to no bed. Bummer.

lol. I thought mad dog 20/20 was an energy drink.:confused:

lol. I thought mad dog 20/20 was an energy drink.:confused:
:noway: you have never drank a bottle by yourself or with a buddy then:D

Hope nobody was in bed at the time!:eek::D

Hope nobody was in bed at the time!:eek::D

I think it was from a mobile home.l:)

I think it was from a mobile home.l:)

If it wasn't it sure was mobile now!:yes:

John,you and me spend waaay too much time here.

John,you and me spend waaay too much time here.

Actually my hip had locked up and I'm stuck in my chair until my wife gets back from the store and helps me get it back in place so I can get up!
Hope it's soon! I drank glases of ice tea since she left!!!:eek:

Oh man!!! I've never seen that before. It kind of reminds me of a time in HS when I was mudriding in a '75 jeep CJ5. We ran over a fallen barbwire fence and part of it wrapped around the rear driveshaft. We drove away and noticed a little while later that like 6 fenceposts and about 40 yards of barbwire were draggin behind us that had caught all kinds of **** to bring along for the ride. Thankfully there were a pair of snips in the toolbox. What a time we had unraveling that mess. :D

Actually my hip had locked up and I'm stuck in my chair until my wife gets back from the store and helps me get it back in place so I can get up!
Hope it's soon! I drank glases of ice tea since she left!!!:eek:

Ok,good excuse.I guess I need a real job.:sad:

I bet the homeless guy is PISSED!

Go out for cans and daily mad dog 20/20 and come back to no bed. Bummer.

I sure hope he wasn't sleeping on it at the time. That's more than a bad dream.

I sure hope he wasn't sleeping on it at the time. That's more than a bad dream.

he opens up one eye and says "this is going to smart"!!!:yes:

A few years ago I was in a bad neighborhood in Los Angeles running an errand. There were a lot of little Mexican kids gawking at my car in hushed and admiring tones. I finished what I was doing, got back in my car, started it, and pulled out into the street.

Just as I was coming away from the curb, I noticed a dirty down comforter right ahead among all the other garbage piled in the gutters. I drove over it without much regard. About hundred down the street my car at first shuddered violently, then went freely again, then abruptly clanged to a stop.

I shut the car off, then started it up again. It wouldn't move. Tried it again with the same result. I got out, got down on the ground, and looked underneath. The comforter had twisted around the driveshaft and jammed it.

I crawled underneath and tried to jerk the comforter out of there. It was completely eaten up in there. I could hear the Mexican kids start to giggle around me. I crawled out, got an exacto knife from the trunk, got back under and started sawing away.

It was taking me quite a bit of time. The kids were now poking fun at me in Spanish, thinking I couldn't understand them. It was one those hot LA summer days and I was sweating like crazy. The differential had been leaking slowly for quite sometime before that and the undercarriage was covered with thick grime. Frantically sawing and sweating in that cramped space, my arms, chest, and face were soon covered with grease.

I finally dug the comforter out of the driveshaft. I had to slice it open and wrangle it free. There were feathers everywhere but I was real careful to push them towards the front of the car. I had a few stuck to my hands but that was about it.

And then a huge gust of the Santa Anna winds blew under the car.

I was blinded and gagged by feathers. I scrambled out from underneath but it was too late. I had tarred and feathered myself. My entire upper body was covered with feathers. They had stuck to my coat of grease and sweat. I looked like Big Bird had just freebased with Richard Pryor in some Sesame Street back alley. The Mexican kids were now just laughing right at me. El Gringo stupido!

The car, however, was fine. It shrugged the whole thing off and never had a problem with the driveshaft.