I’ll say it again; don’t let tweekers work on your ride.

I’m STILL waiting for my 1980 Corvette.

Fine print junkie here too.

For me the “ugh” was the MK1.

“Stability”? What is this word you use?

And shorts.

Why so gray?

Cruise it up and down the road!

Damaged the steering? Someone help me out with this?

The ‘74 flawless? You must be thinking of the ‘73.

I ran across some Indian wanted ads for that the other day. I don’t remember the affiliated hospital off the top of my head. IIRC $600,000 was top dollar for a kidney.

Loose the wire spokes for the safety of pedestrians, though.

Sorry, beef not seafood.

Reeeeeach!

Nopee. Spent my summers on my grandparents’ ranch. I’ll eat my beef sitting in a leather chair.

Everything in moderation has such a modern ring to it; doesn’t it?

Because we couldn’t get the supplements to keep our vegan asses from dying.

Not if you want a second glass.

You do know that a dead cow is called beef don’t you?

That’s how it should have went down on my “visit”.