posting for a friend. car is gorgeous. older resto, still Very Very Nice. excellent wood, super body. runs, drives, stops. pictures tell the story. call Bob for more info or w/questions. 412-855-4174. car is in Canonsburg Pa. 15317
been thinkin about takin up scuba diving and using this tank for air supply. Question- if i fill it with 100 lbs of air will it make me sink like a rock to the bottom? i don't know if i can pick it up with 100 lbs, maybe i'll just use 50
if the new administration de-classifies it, i will write a book about what I saw up there. taking down payments on first edition copies. get em before they're Hot!!
yer right Bob, i forgot to put in the price. book will be $49.95, 50% deposit will guarantee you a signed copy. will be an initial run of 1000 books. please send cash in a manila envelope
have received 3 deposits, started writing. will email 10 page biography to those 3. the rest of you will just have to buy the book.
Man, this writing is getting tedious. it was so long ago that i can't remember all the aliens names. i shoulda wrote the names of the back of the picture. CIA says i can't include pictures in the book unless i blur out the faces.
had to employ a hypnotist to bring those old memories back. we had some great crater parties, those Martians know how to get down. i didn't care for their music, it was hard for me to dance to, but they could really slither due to having 2 sets of back vertebrae. i remember one time....
we were drinkin their specialty drink made from snork milk ( at least i think it was milk), fermented, then some zyxem added, and some ryxten ( don't know what that was). burned like hell goin down, but then you got a warm fuzzy feelin all over. made you ready to dance. all the males....
dressed in luminous suits that glowed when the sun went down. the females wore all black sheaths that hid their shape. (no Bob, i never saw one naked). they lined up opposite to each other, then the band (4 males, odd looking saxophone type that each had a different sound) started and they began to....
slither. working their way toward each other but never touching. after a couple times of getting close, they then moved in an X pattern and got behind each other, then backed up to touch. somehow the males merged with the females under the their sheaths. it happened so fast I couldn't see it. there was a lot of wiggling and strange noises. ( I had my 8mm Argus movie camera out and photographed the whole thing, but it was confiscated when I returned to Earth.) I then ....
stood up, wobbily from the snork juice, i thought i would try to dance with the couple females that didn't have partners. i was quickly rebuffed and made to sit back down. carrying my oxygen tank made for poor mobility and the face shield prevented contact. I could only stomp my foot to the beat of the music. after a short period of time the males....
re-appeared and went straight to the snork juice. i was so dizzy i was seeing double. a couple males saw how inebriated i was, came over and levitated me into a prone position. when i woke up i was in my cockpit and three martian days had passed. I was all alone and the radio kept calling, looking for a response. thinking I was dead, they had initiated auto control. engines started and soon I....
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