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I hear that footage from the earlier part of the evening has just been released...
Raph just peed a little.
Take McCaul, please... I live in his district & he is an unqualified, festering boil on the ass of humanity.
Not the most diplomatic approach, but I prefer to let technology work for me...
Damn you.
Yep - with room to spare...
- Which sandwich can you make better than anyone else?
Oh, no - my apologies if I wasn’t clear - the picture wasn’t my truck, just an example of the species. I never got that truck sorted. It descended into project car hell & was liquidated as-is during the divorce.
In the early 2000's (2001 - 2003?), I drove from Houston to Butte, MT (call it 1,800 miles) to pick up a $1,000, ran-when-parked, eBay-sourced 1949 Studebaker 2R5 (example below).
That’s awfully sweet, but I’ve gotta go old school with the 240...
I’ve searched high and low & the only good pair of blue jeans is a pair that is actively on fire.
I’ve searched high and low & the only good pair of blue jeans is a pair that is actively on fire.
Write heads are a bitch to install, though...
This confirms my theory that Snow Crash is non-fiction. I’ve been fascinated by Mr. Ng’s “motorized wheelchair” for 25 years.
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Gimme some Iron Horse. Their bluegrassified (?) classic rock covers are perfect for puttering around the shop.
CP: There’s no such thing as a free puppy.
The line I’ve used to best effect is:
What is dead may never die, but rises again harder and stronger.
A couple of years ago, my wife drove her Ford Escapè to Targèt, while I commuted in a Volkswagen Asspat.