I have convictions. But so far their all Misdemeanors Dig it Dad always says to try new things. I havent dated a redhead yet. Id like to try that. Dig it Back in H.S. I contemplated during class one day that it was not possible to piss and***** at exactly the same time. On new years this year I got that flu that had been going around. Got so sick every time I coughed I***** my pants. Screw getting well, I spent three weeks trying not to cough. Dig it When your kid comes to you at that special age where he stands up and proclaims he has the ability to kick your****, remember, everyone lives in their own little world. So dont bust his bubble or his jawbone, to quickly. Dig it if youre the kid bob and weave. Listen to me, bob and weave. Dig it If youre still in school make sure to brake as many rules as you can. Before long you wont be a minor and those same harmless antics will come with a jail sentence. Dig it build your cars so all women will hate them. If you find a woman that likes it, steal her away from everyone else. Dig it Argue all you want about parking on driveways and driving on parkways, your beaters still going to leave oil stains either way. Dig it the cars that were built by the pioneers of our automotive way of life were just as crude as anyone elses first attempt today. Their first time, to yours, there is no difference, be a pioneer. Dig it I've lived in the suburbs around Kansas City my whole life, and have been a wrench spinning gearhead for about as long. My Dad was always fixing up old cars so it wasn't long before I was right there beside him. My first car was a Black '84 Mustang GT that I still have in my posession. A 5 speed car that my mother of all people taught me how to drive. Let out the clutch, kill the car. Let out the clutch, kill the car. Late in the afternoon, frustrated, tired, and fed up, I let out the clutch, dropped the gas to the floor and set the tires on fire. I spent the rest of the afternoon learning how to take off from a stop by gradually tempering that John Force style burnout until I was able to take off without so much as a chirp. From that day on my mother has been my hero. I hung out through most of H.S. at a muffler shop up the street from where I lived. On the weekends Pop and I would go roaming through his friends junkyards scoping out and scooping up parts. Today, we spend our time running around the carshows. Attending as many as we can together during the summer. The junkyards have changed hands, the muffler shop was turned into a Mr. Goodcents, and friends have long since moved on to other pursuits, but my dad and I are still there. Wrenching, polishing, bonding.... Dig it
This is one FNG who might never see a flaming... a rightfully earned gift. Hang out anf have fun. And keep throwing in your two cents until you're out of pennies. Welcome aboard. Vance
4T64RD, Vance, thank you for the welcome. For the other few DOZEN folks that couldn't muster up a hi hello how the hell ya doin'....
There's alot of irony in a person with "I love me some gubment cheese" talking to anyone about ignorant... But like always, the bigger the font... the bigger the****hole... Can you dig it?
Think you should you see a doctor about that or just let it go and use it as a party trick... ...Look what I can do... *shrink*
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