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  • It was there when I left it

    I went out this morning to get something out of my truck and it was gone!

    No, I hadn't been Argabarga'd.


    Our parking is about 6-8 feet above street level and the driveway I used was so slick I could only get about 2/3 of the way up.

    Probably a magpie landed on it with such a jar it slid back to the street (35' or so). If it'd gone 3 feet further our doorbell would been getting rung.
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    You are pretty lucky. From my days living "up north" I have heard similar tails. A couple of them even included a snow plow.
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    • #3
      Wow, close call!

      Our driveway is semi-steep and I'm always scared it's just gonna slide when it's super icy. I end up using almost half a 20kg bag of salt to calm my fears

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      • #4
        In the neighborhood I grew up in, everyone's driveway was steep. In the snow, you parked at the bottom, where it was (hopefully) level. I don't think I ever saw a car slide down after it was parked, though.

        In other news, Argabarga is now a verb!
        "Don't Argabarga my car!"
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        • #5
          Quoth bhskittykatt View Post
          "Don't Argabarga my car!"
          You left off the "...bro!"
          I am not an a**hole. I am a hemorrhoid. I irritate a**holes!
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          • #6
            argabarga (ar-gah-BAR-gah) v.
            1. to tow a vehicle, esp. one that has been illegally parked.
            ex. "I went inside for five minutes and someone argabarga'd my car!"

            From the onomatopoeia for the sounds and noises the owner or driver of the vehicle makes after discovering the absence of said vehicle, esp. to the person(s) responsible for towing it. Popular culture also holds that the term is derived from a screen-name on certain Internet message boards, of an employee of a towing company, who often related anecdotes related to his job.
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            • #7
              Quoth Jay 2K Winger View Post
              argabarga (ar-gah-BAR-gah) v.
              I'd define it as a possessive noun... but my highest grade in English was D+.
              I am not an a**hole. I am a hemorrhoid. I irritate a**holes!
              Procrastination: Forward planning to insure there is something to do tomorrow.
              Derails threads faster than a pocket nuke.

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              • #8
                Actually had this happen a couple of weeks ago at a friend's house. Their driveway does have a slope to it, but not very steep. We parked behind his car and went in for the afternoon. Came out about 7 hours later, and I noticed my car was further back than I thought I'd parked it. I looked at the tire marks in the snow, and sure enough, it had slid back about 4 feet. Luckily it was still in the driveway.

                Glad yours was too.
                "If your day is filled with firefighting, you need to start taking the matches away from the toddlers…” - HM

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                • #9
                  A few years ago, I had that happen in my Mom's driveway around Christmas. A neighbor brought it to our attention, and I moved it to be properly parked in the street, rather than sitting with one corner in the street.

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                  • #10
                    Where I grew up we were lucky. The street itself was in a small valley shape, and to even get to the street involved going up a rather long hill. But the driveways were level.

                    So the real challenge was... getting home in the first place. Mom once had to park at the bottom of the hill at the fire department and walk up. One of the workers recognized the van and left it alone - normally she'd have them towed. (well maybe not in such shitty weather though) Mom really missed the old van that day - the old van would have made it up no problem. (dodge street van w/ a v8)

                    although we did "lose" the cars (the street van and the car) once. Or rather both cars were buried under several feet of snow. They took the van out of the garage on purpose before the storm, just in case the excess snow made the roof cave in

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