So who would feel safe...
 

workin under this:

http://sanantonio.craigslist.org/cto/983741594.html

http://images.craigslist.org/3nf3p03...4e6dac15e3.jpg


not me lol

I'm not afraid of much, but that thar is freaky lookin'. Wouldn't go near it.

Hey, what are you working on down there?
*rests hand on car*
Ooops!

It'd probably take just a strong gust of wind to take it down

Why fellas, that's a redneck four post lift.

So yall is telling me ya never lifted your car up like that?....

Yall is weird!

Nice Z car though!

I wonder how he decided that 3 1/2 feet high was high enough. Why not 4' high?

Fragdude, quit dissin' the word "ya'll"... you're from NY and you don't get to do dat.

Ya'll gotta be from BELOW the Mason/Dixon line to use the word right and everybody knows it.

Ya'll, by the way, is singular. "All ya'll" would be the plural version. <--- really!

That jack up job looks like how I used to do it as a kid. Boy was I a young idiot.

What an loser. Everyone knows that you use old railroad ties instead of the cinder blocks. With the cinder blocks missing, the front porch might tip. No one will miss the railroad ties (except the railroad).

lol @ some of the replies.

and yes, "ya'll" is a valid word ;)

''Ya'll" non-Texans wouldn't understand lol :)

I think the correct spelling is "y'all", a contraction of "you all".
Never seen it spelt "ya'll".

Shooo-eeee. Lurn sumthin' ever day!

We don't need "y'all" up here in NY. We have worse.

When one of my clients, born and raised in Westchester County, NY, addresses his Board of Directors, it's "yous."

For example, "Did yous all get your packets of material?" :D

In rural Pennsylvania where I grew up, there is "yins."

"Did yins get a lot of rain last night?" :confused:

Great photo. There's another one going around the internet showing a car propped on its side by two 2x4s, with a dude working under it. :eek:

Youse guys in New York don't realize just how strong a 2x4 can be!

... as long as there's no wind, no one touching the car in any way, etc. :eek:

A friend of mine is in charge of the ER at a local hospital. She said they could close the whole thing down at 5 pm every evening if people would stop self-inflicting their injuries. She said they get self-crushed idiots, self-stabbed idiots, self-shot idiots, and my favorite story for her to tell, which is far more regular than anyone wants to think:

"I need some help. I have accidentally lodged a ______ in my _______."

The second fill in the blank is usually limited to one of five orifices plus the eye socket. She says that's sometimes shocking, but the first fill in the blank is always what produces a "Huh? Did I read that chart right or was that a typo?"

For ______ in the _______ Try Mrs. Butterworth's bottle in the Butt...Saw the radiographs oh yeah "he went there"....

Um, wouldn't that be SHE went there? :D

She couldn't go without him...Probably some tragic syrup warming ritual gone all wrong, like the Priest I had with a Brut bottle in his ass, said he fell. Wow, that had to be one accurate fall huh father??

Love those ER horror stories. Years ago, a friend who worked in King County Med Center in Seattle told of a Supersonics ballplayer who tried to self-treat his genital herpes with over-the-counter wart removal liquid. :eek: :eek: :eek: "He burned off some big areas," she said.

Its the stories of how they happened that make it so funny. A catalog of items found in rectums isn't terribly humorous. Its the 58 year old guy swearing he was butt naked and sat on a toy school bus and low and behold the damn thing worked its way in. Why not just say, "there's a toy school bus in my butt, please get it out" and skip the how it got there part? Hilarious.